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Sammy x Y/N !fem

"Holy shit a banjo!" You said excitedly as you ran over to the instrument which laid against the wall. Your grandma had taught you how to play when you were little before she had passed. This banjo looked almost identical to the one she had given you.

'Remember Y/n, if your feeling down or you're in danger somehow somewhere, music will guide you. Music can heal one's wound and show their true emotions. Play it my grand child. Play me your song when I lay down for the last time. I want music to soothe your sorrow as I journey to Heaven. And dont wheep my beautiful Y/n. Just play a song, that's how you'll be able to hear me once more even if I'm gone. Remember, I love you... Y/n...' Those where her last words. And you played. You've been playing the banjo your entire life. It brought you comfort. You and your granny were close friends and family members. You where always at her house, laughing, crying, eating pie, cooking, watching new TV shows and making fun of their weirdness. You missed her deeply.

"When you feel your happiness wash away..." You sang as you gently strummed the banjo, making a soft tune. "You can always lift your head to the highest tree. The way it sways, with the wind and grass let's me know you're okay. When you're alone and afraid, music should be played, for when your friend washes away, they'll guide you out of harm's way..." tears began to cloud your vision as you thought of your grandmother. You paused to wipe the tears and get a grip of yourself when you heard walking. It was progressively getting louder. Was it a human??? You quickly set the banjo down and walked around the corner of where you had been sitting. You stumbled backwards and you heard a grunt come from whomever you had bumped into.

"Oh, I'm so so sorry, I wasnt-" you stopped talking as you saw who you had bumped into. It was that inky man who was playing the banjo behind that glass! But... how did he escape? Where did he get that creepy mask?

"Apologies if I startled you, miss. I heard your singing and the sound of a banjo. It was spectacular! Such a beautiful voice you have... a- along with you looks- I mean, skills." He stuttered. You squinted your eyes and tilted your head to the side slightly, not realizing you were still crying. He gazed down on you in awe and offered his hand to you. When you refused to accept it, he knelt down and gently pressed his hand on your cheek.

"Why are you crying? Is everything alright?" He questioned. When he had knelt down, he moved his mask to the side of his head, revealing one of his eyes. They where large. Inside the eye socket was an unusual shade of yellow. It was pretty, watching those small orbs float around in there. You hadn't noticed he used his thumb to wipe away your tears while you awed over her eyes.

"Miss, you're staring." He gave you a slight chuckle as you felt your face heat up. You jerked away and fixed your messy hair.

"I- I'm so sorry!! I didnt mean to- wait a second, you stared at me too!" You protested with a snicker. His eyes grew wider too and he trembled a bit as if he were embarrassed or flustered. You smirked at your observation and watched as he stared again. This time, the silence was longer, until he had broken it.

"How can you not stare at such a beauty in a place like this?" His eyes squinted. They where lustful and it made you slump forward. He took advantage of this to sweep you off your feet. You blushed madly and he played with your hair and carried you to a safehouse of his. Holy shit... you thought. I like him.