'A Bite to Remember' Bob Velseb x Reader

IX: "Your demons always lurk"

You couldn't help but be frozen in terror of the horrific nature of Bobs presence. The whites around his eyes now filled with crimson blood, the wounds on his chest freshly laid sprawled all different parts of his chest, and what seemed to be tire tracks traced throughout the outer part of his sweater, he was like an animated corpse brought back to life in your very eyes. You were just about to move when you pinned you against the sink counter, gripping on to your hands with a tight squeeze that filled your wrists with a painful sensation, "I wouldn't scream if I were you.. you wouldn't want to make me mad, now would you Darlin?" His words trickled from his grainy voice like the Ill. You were trapped again, and now, your chance of survival were very slim. The hunger lingered in his eyes as he stared down at you like a animal ready to eat it's fresh new prey, you had to come up with something fast. "I-I need to dress your wounds- you couldn't possibly get all of those remaining bullets from your chest without help.. let's get you cleaned up!" He did reek of the smell of death so it wouldn't hurt having him take a shower. With a blank expression he continued to look down at you more, he eventually sighed and nodded in agreement. You thanked what ever being up there for blessing you with another chance of survival, you just wanted to rest, but that couldn't be achieved until you helped him. Taking him to your bathroom upstairs you quickly made him sat down on the bath counter, you realized that you had to lift up his shirt in order to retrieve the bullet wounds from his chest, you blush a bit as you gathered the equipment for the task- just thinking about what laid underneath his sweater gave you goosebumps all over. He could tell from your body language that you were flustered, he smirked, "you nervous about something..?" He cooed gently at you. "I never really.. did this before so if you're in pain just bite on to the towel" you handed him a bath towel you currently weren't using incase you touched something sensitive- you didn't want him to make any noises that could draw attention this late at night. He opened his mouth to place the towel in and you just couldn't help but notice his beautiful set of teeth, his lips looked so plump that it made you just go nuts, it's been so long since you were able to taste the beauty of his kisses- gah, what were you thinking? He nearly tried to kill you twice today, get yourself together!  You got on your knees in front of him, which didn't help your situation even more, and slowly lifted his sweater up to reveal the disgusting mess that stood in front of you. You nearly gagged at the sight of his torn wounds that leaked with remaining blood that mixed with the imprints of the tire tracks, you bit your lip as you started to dissect any of the bullets that were lodged into his body. Occasionally Bob would wince or groan if you hit a spot wrong but he did a great job being silent, finishing one of the last wounds you laid your hand on his side, his skin felt so warm for losing such a big amount of blood. He seemed to enjoy that as he gave out a gasp in response, you look up to see if it was out of pain, but a new kind of emotion took over his glassy eyes that stared droopily down at you. You could tell how he felt with that simple touch of the skin and god did it make it hard to hide the red from your face. After getting done with removing all the bullets you got back up to demand him to take a shower, and without hesitation he immediately jumped to a yes. "There's towels in the closet once your done, and please, don't waste all my hot water." You told him as you made your way out of the bathroom, but not before he grabbed your wrist to pull you back in slightly. You were confused as to why he grabbed on to you until he got close and whispered in your ear, "I miss your hands wandering all over me like that" and with that, you wanted to scream with delight. You simply shook him off and headed out to your room to change into your more comfortable clothes, a tank top and pj pants were always your go-to sleep wear on nights like this. You slipped into your bed sheets and made yourself comfortable as the trickling sounds of water played like white noise in the background, it did feel nice to have someone in the house again, you felt so alone being left in a home with so many spaces to fill. After a while Bob stumbled into your bedroom with just his towel that barely clung to his body and you immediately jumped, "WAH- WHAT ARE YOU DOING" you covered your eyes in embarrassment that he could just easily walk up to you practically nude. He chuckled, "I need a change of clothes.. I didn't know where to look so I figured I'd ask you!" His grin was chipper, he was surely in a better mood after that shower. "D-down the hall in the guest room.. I still have some clothes left over from when you stayed over.." Bob was a forgetful man and he would leave your house with the clothes he had worn the day before laid in a pile in your guest room. You decided to keep them in case he ever did enter your life again and just kept them in the guests closet just waiting patiently to be worn again. He stomped off to the guest room to get his change of clothes put on, you groaned deeply at how dumb, yet adorable, this man was. For someone who was a sneaky and intimidating murder he sure had his sweet innocent moments that were barely hanging on. He once again came with in now wearing clothes which seemed to cool you off a bit, he seemed to be wearing one of his work shirts that used to be splattered with grease and other unknown substances and a pair of shorts that seemed to be a little tight, he looked at you hoping for a response you didn't quite know what he wanted to hear. "Well, you can sleep on the guest bed if you like. I don't think it would be wise to sleep downstairs in case of someone seeing you.. so it's your choice." You lazily turned to face him as you fell into adjustment in your bed, he twiddled his thumbs like a child standing in the hall ready to tell his sleepy parents he just puked, he definitely had something different planned. "I was wondering if I could sleep with you tonight. Like we used to.." he gazed you down with pure intent, you flustered a bit thinking about those times you two cuddled together in slumber- but that was almost three years ago. "I mean.." you considered the possibility of letting him slip under the covers with you, but you didn't know whenever or not to trust him. After all, he could try to kill you in your sleep. But then again- he might try to kill you if you go against him.. it was a hard decision. "..I suppose you can join me. BUT. Only for tonight, if you're going to continue to linger here in hideout you'll need to sleep in the guests room." His eyes lit up with joy at your approval. He immediately made his way over and sat down on the bed which caused a huge dip in the bed frame, you rolled over a little due to it which brought you closer to him. He laid on the bed and yawn sleepily as he made himself comfortable under the blanket, you couldn't help but notice how much warmer the bed became with him by your side.. you really liked it. You drift into sleep without hesitation, "goodnight Bob" you mustered out as you began to rest. "Goodnight Darlin~" he yawned back with the same amount of exhaustion you expressed, and with that the two of you went into slumber. It's adorable how the two of you cuddled close together as the night crept through the dark and into the morning.