A Mysterious Meating 🍖 🫀(bob velseb x reader)

chapter twenty seven: whoop whoop

That would not be good, no good at all, even as he carried you somewhere you felt bad?..he did take care of you, were you being to cruel to him?, You really didn't know anymore, you couldn't trust your thoughts, you  needed to do something..  before you again you could finish your thoughts you were sat down into the basement? It was a cold concrete floor dusted with Crimson "you decided to be a silly one so now I'm gonna treat you like a silly one" bob said whilst looking you dead in the eye, he had put a shackle into your ankle it was cold and uncomfortable, you tried to take it off but all its sharp rusted edges did was dig into your soft Flesh, bob had walked off into another room and you could hear him dragging something, you saw him walk in holding
-gore warning-
Holding.. a dead corpse.. it was only muscle,.. limbless and- such dead eyes all you could do was look, the expression of fear plastered onto the victim and yourself, all your feelings of joy left all of love left, this man- this man.. he had killed someone and now was cutting them up in front of you for trying to run, you saw tendon after tendon fall off the bone and into a bucket.. after awhile all you felt was nothing, were you desensitized? Your ankle had gone numb, fresh blood congealing  in a sickening red ring around your vital veins bob looked at you and his smile widened   "enjoying the show?" Bob said his accent sharp and stern you mumbled something unknown "speak up will you sweetheart" bob said his tone sounding more annoyed "nevermind.. it doesn't matter, when are you gonna be done.." you said looking away you couldn't stand to look at the fleshless face fear frozen as a permanent expression to behold forever. "Whenever I decide you've smartened up, now look at it will ye?, You don't know how long it took to catch this fellow" bob said  making you look into the lifeless eyes once again, they were white pale and...- moving.. the person wasn't dead, or atleast not yet, there eyes looked around and seem to calm when they saw you, if they even could, you thought so because the pupils started at you and stopped the rapid eye movement and just stared,

Bob pov:
bob seemed to notice that the stupid person was staring at his beloved, anger filled him his eyes changed to cyan and  within a moment..

No one's pov: he stabbed the eyes out and with a unsatisfying blesh  the eyes were gone.. he had eaten them.. there was now no noticeable movement.. but you assumed they weren't dead but you hoped they were at this point they were mostly blood and bones poor person.. no one deserves that type of treatment ".. enough for today go upstairs.. don't you dare go outside sweetheart" bob said letting you out from your bindings.. you got your footing athough tripping on the stairs made it upstairs to where you were gonna try to save your foot, it was not pretty it was puss filled and inflamed, you took a needle and thread and started to sew, you didn't know how and it hurt like hell but you did it, if course you cleaned the wound and needle first when you were done your hands were stained in blood and bob was heading upstairs, he walked into the room you were in ducking under the door frame he was holding a cake? It was red velvet, one of your favorites he gave you a Slice you looked at him and then took a bite, it was heavenly, perfectly moist and delicious just the right amount of sweetness and bitterness it was to you the world's greatest cake, but you again haven't had cake in awhile, it was gone as fast as he had given it to you "thank you" you sat whilst patting your mouth of crumbs and stray frosting, you were feeling better and really without you thinking you hugged bob, he was a little surprised -eyes black- he hugged you back of course he didn't really ever let go, he just took you to his living room and turn on the tv, he still had you in his arms as he sat down and started to watch- kids baking championship??? You were a little odd out but it was not a terrible show it was honestly pretty good for a baking show, you guessed he wanted to learn to bake, but heck no that was your job to bake, not Mr murder wrap  jeez what was his nerve trying to take away the one thing you could do without dyin. Or burning your house down, you could even bake Good enough for your ex and he was picky, "ay, I'm the baker here!" You said angered by his silly idea to cook, you really had gotten over the fact he killed someone infront of you "okay okay, but then ye gotta make me somthin sweet pea" bob said finnally done with your baking complaining he really couldn't bake other than cakes, maybe you could do better and teach him something? Maybe if not then he would still choke down your baking even if it tasted like crap, after all anything you made was good to him,
You were thinking back on the last few weeks of you being there and you realized you haven't had a shower in awhile, you got up headed to the kitchen and started to make cookies you used your moms recipe  from memory you rolled and shaped the cookies and stuck them in the oven set a timer "I'm going to shower not running awayy if u could take the cookies out the oven when they beep that would be great" you said walking around bob said something but you couldn't really hear him, so you walked into the nice bathroom you shut the door, you couldn't lock it, he had taken off the locks, but he was better than that to barge in you hoped, so you took off all your garments and stepped into the shower shutting the curtain behind you and turning on the water to your preferred temperature, you scrubbed and washed your body and hair before shutting off the water getting a towel wrapping it around yourself tightly and opened the door, you started to walk to the room where your clothes were  "Wooo~ thanks for the show darlin'" bob said flirtatiously  what was this dudes thing you flushed red in embarrassed you really didn't know what to do, you ran Into the room where your close was shut the door and changed into comfortable clothes and reflected on how red you were but atleast you were clean

(Also I'm making a another bob x reader :) please feel free to read I'll let you know when theres alteast four chapters of that one, and no I won't stop writing this one I just really dislike how silly and input together the plot is and well I don't want to fix 29k words ;-;)