Vinliam Oneshots I ♪🥀♪

Yandere Au: Attic {M} |PT.2|

♡ Warnings!: Kidnapping ♡

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♡ Disclaimer: Go read part 1 of this chapter so you can understand what's going on if you haven't yet. ♡

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It was a cold and dewy Sunday morning, somewhere in the middle of winter. The chilly breeze blew through the crowded streets, scurrying the dead leaves all around the town.

Yet despite the fireplace in front of him, William could only feel his bare arms and legs frozen to the touch. The attic matched the weather from the outside, no good heat source filled the space, therefore it was just frigid and comfortless.

The teenager took a harsh breath, gaping sorrowfully at his shattered glasses that lay on the dusty wooden floor.

William had been here for hours now, all he could remember was that hissing faint voice. He was able to loosen the rope around his wrists, which were so tight that he thought his wrists could almost break off.

He didn't know who took him here, or why he barely could move. He could only wait. Wait and wait until something happens.

The boy groaned painfully and heaved himself up into a sitting position, examining his surroundings.

It was an attic, with long oak wooden shelves filled with empty and torn boxes, along with hard-covered books. And obviously dust, it looked as if it hadn't been cleaned in ages.

Then as William turned his head painfully, he could see the chains that held his legs. It only made his breathing heavier, he had no idea who or why someone would want to harm him or take him.

Only escaping ran through his mind, but every bone of his body was in too much pain, and he was bound up anyway. He also kept losing consciousness, his vision becoming more blurry as time passed.

In fact, he felt lightheaded, like it was going to happen again.

....

The strength in his body only faltered, and his eyes closed forcefully. William trembled while his body sunk into the wall. Did anyone notice he was missing, did they think he was dead? He might as well be close to death. At least it felt like it. He couldn't focus on anything else other than the thump of his veins.

"... Ngh.." He murmured out of breath through the cloth gag, laying his head on his knees. He forgot to mention his terrible hunger pains, would he starve here instead..?

...

The floorboards suddenly creaked, which made William jerk his head up towards the door.

"I'm sorry cupcake.., you must be so hungry mm?" A blonde-haired man suddenly walked into the attic space, "I tried to make you your favorite, so it took a while.."

William's eyes widened as this strange man lowered the plate of food in front of him while bending down and reaching his face inches from William's.

"You must be so scared.., and confused, I understand." He smiled, combing William's soft black-brown hair with his long fingers; staring into those beautiful and stunning yet scared amber eyes.

A soft chuckle emitted from his mouth, "I won't let anyone hurt you, I'm going to take care of you, got it my sweet little peanut?" He murmured gently, kissing William's earlobe and biting softly affectionately.

William flinched and he squirmed a bit, feeling very uncomfortable and tired. He couldn't reply, this man apparently stuffed and tied a cloth in his mouth while he was knocked out. He also seemed so familiar but Afton couldn't make out who it was at all.

"Now, I'm going to let you eat baby boy, but don't you dare speak back.." The man muttered sharply, staring into his eyes before reaching to untie the gag.

William whimpered and felt him take him into his arms, gently getting the plate and putting it in front of them.

"I'll give you some medicine soon.." He whispered soothingly, opening William's mouth before shoving the fork full of food into it.

The younger man winced at the sour taste, sticking his tongue out in disgust.

Vincent frowned, "You don't like it?.. Well, that's too bad." He scoffed, putting the plate down and holding William in his arms.

The blonde teen kissed his forehead, then his cheek, and then both of his eyelids until he finally reached the lips. "...Stop shivering will you, you have no reason to be scared of me." He pouted, holding William a little too tight now.

William's eyes remained widened, he was too frightened to talk back and too timid to push him away. He parted his lips hesitantly, feeling his upper lip tremble. "I-I'm.. just c-cold.." He stuttered, feeling those big hands now grip his waist.

"You could've told me sooner." He spat, putting William back onto the floor so he could raise the heater.

Vincent then walked back quickly, picking him up. "I can put you in the bed over there? It has a blanket, and it's much closer to the fireplace." He suggested, gripping the petite man tightly in his arms.

William flinched and he bit his lip, "I-I don't know.." He replied, his fingers digging into Vincent's back.

But Vincent only huffed in disappointment, "Now, now, don't be like that, cupcake." He whispered softly, nudging William's shoulder gently. "I'm just trying to warm you up, I don't bite, you know." He tried to cheer him up, looking into his delicate face.

Afton let out a small whimper, feeling Vincent wrap a blanket around him and lay him on the bed. "Just sleep.., we're going to do so much together when you wake up.." He smiled meaningfully, kissing William's cheek and rubbing his stomach.

William frowned uncomfortably, watching the man walk away, locking the door behind him.

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Who the fuck was that.. why did he kiss him, what is going to happen when he wakes up? William's breathing became more rapid the more he thought about it.

He wouldn't be able to fall asleep panicking like this, he was too weak to even escape, or sit up on his own.

The weakness subsided as he lay back down onto the bed, the anxiety that had washed over him only made his body more pressurized. Finally abating the thought of what was going on in the present reality, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Outside the door, a soft camera shutter was heard.

"He really is photogenic, isn't he?"