you woke up in a dark room, you realized you were tied up to a chair, fucking god, what kind of games are you playing with me right now? you just sat there, thinking of your fate, what will happen next? your thoughts got cut off when you heard that footsteps again.
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the door of the room creaked open, but you know damn well you couldnt see anything. you heard a clicking sound and the lights turned on wasnt too bright so you only took a few seconds to get used to the brightness of the room, the man stared at you, still smiling, and he looked like he never blinked in his whole life, both of you stared at eachother, until you broke the silence, in a brave-but-not-actually-brave-which-means-youre-just-pretending-to-be-brave tone, you spoke "what do you want from me?" he chuckled in a deep voice, hell naw his voice is so sexy, he walked towards you, damn, his height was intimidating, you gulped as your face heat up, he answereed "what do i want from ya'?" he said in a deep southern voice, you couldnt help but look down to avoid hiim knowing that you blushed, but he just put his fingers on your chin, forcing you to face him. "i want.. you."
"what? you- GET ME OUT OF H ERE!!" you yelled at him which made his smile turned into a slight frown, yep, its a bad idea, and your gonna die by any chance, yippee!! actually no. he turned around and walked toward the door "be right back, hun." as he got out of the room, you sighed..
hold up
what did he say?
he called me-
by the nickname
HUN?!?!?!?
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ahem, anyways, 30 minutes passed, you were examining the room, huh, a basement, there wasnt really anything interesting in there,just some cradboard boxes and.. a full set of knife, geez.. the door opened and he came back with a tray of (f/f), a glass of water, and strawberries."ï made these for you, such a shame if you die starving, dont be surprised if it wasnt perfect"your eyes light up, but you tend to put a blank face. "you made these for..me? tch, youre different than any other serial killers from movies or novels." you looked away, still blushing. "heheh, how cute, well, you see (insert tragic stories like those short movies on yt, jkjkjkjkjkjkjk),i'll give you mercy if you tend to.. behave with me around.~" you stared at him awkwardly "now, now, say ahh~ the planes coming~!" you were cringed-but-flustered as he handed the spoon to your mouth, you took the portion from the spoon and munched the food, oh my.... GOD!! it was so good and it made you smile. "so, how is it?" your mind went blank for a moment, but you automatically said "its.. perfect." but you snapped back in reality and yelled "I-I MEAN, ITS NOT THAT MUCH OF A PERFECT! dont get me wrong, plus, i will behave, so maybe atleast untie me from this chair."
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im getting lazy and its 22:37 rn so see yall in my dreams
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Romancethumbnail credit by: neeneete on tumblr some things b4 we start, please note that im from Indonesian. so, grammar issues and typos will appear at some parts, this fanfic contains fluff, and gore, I DONT WANNA DO NSFW, so dont beg in the comments, Th...
