Seasoned To Perfection (Bob velseb x reader)

WONDERful

at least you had your phone back and his number, that's perfect just as what you needed, you looked to see what he had set his contact as, it was- uh- "chefy boy" he had well, it fit in  with the rest of your contacts Nicely so it worked out for this point, (man I'm so sad spooky month is like gone.. should I keep writing? Or just switch to another hyperfixatoin? Lemme know) alteast it wasn't terribly suspicious or anything like that, atleast work was over, you took off your apron and hat and left, walking to your apartment you felt a breeze and a sudden gase on you, as you looked around you didn't see anyone? Who could be looking at you? It was unnerving and made you uncomfortable to say the least but you tried to brush it off as much as you could for someone walking home at evening time, you started to think about what you were gonna eat, you thought on different foods, differences in nutrition and so on, you were really starting to get the munchies but
You really couldn't think of much that you wanted to eat at the time to say the least currently but steak and some sort of sause sounded good to you, plus you couldn't go wrong with a basic meal, it would do the job, you walked up your buildings stairs opening the code locked door and heading to your apartment, you walked into your home, taking off your work shoes and putting on your favorite colored bunny slippers, you walked to your kitchen going into the fridge and taking out the needed ingredients for your meal,little did you know who was watching you make that meal

Bob pov: he was cleaning up and preparing for tomorrows day. It was his normal routine at this point, tidy up, prep the MEAT and season it, aswell as wash a few dishes and such, but he was distracted today for some reason less of the in routine version of himself, it was like all the voices in his head were just off today, they all were all onto something cruel, but he was so oblivious to it. and then he saw you leave your work station to go clock out for the night, this is when he decided to follow you home. Silently, staying out of sight as to not arise a  suspicion or anything as much as he could from you,He Then continued to sneaking up you, up to your building, inside to your floor,  and then watching you enter your home, put on slippers, how comfortable you looked, he noticed the bags under your eyes, 'you must be.. not well taken care of hm' he though to himself  seeing you lazily cook a cheap cut of beef, looked under seasoned, and half assed, but he would just have to season you better than you seasoned your food but then he decided to leave, he had seen enough for now, he couldn't be caught this early on no not at all, he had to focus on the big picture the devine meal he would have.... And I wouldn't be you quite yet, but a tender treat instead ;)

(Lemme know if I should continue or just give up, I'll probably move onto SF or TSP.)