❝Little Monkey, My Sweetheart❞ | Geto x reader

02

You got scared as soon as you saw the tall, dark-haired man approaching you with a tray filled to the brim with food.

You were hungry, but you didn’t know if you could look at food.

Your brain was filled with thinking about why all this happened. Not thinking you’re hungry. The truth is that you felt hunger hitting your body.

However, you were more concerned all the time about whether you were safe that way and if you were going to be okay.

You’ve accepted the fact that you’ll never get out of here in your life. This temple you live in now is big. And this is your home… Many doors are locked, and corridors are long and wide. And sometimes the way forward leads nowhere.

Tired of running in the same direction all the time? Escape from his room, running through the corridors, looking for the sliding doors that will open. There weren’t any, and you didn’t want to try to pry into the wood. You could only accept the fact that you had to run. Or accept that there is no escape.

He, who always smiled as you ran past him to find a way out, wasn’t laughing now. He always thought it was funny how desperate and struggling you were to get out of here. It was even cute for him. But now, a week after you’ve been here, it’s not that fun for him. Repeating the same thing over and over often gets boring. And you can’t help but feel like it won’t do anything.

You got caught by him later anyway, or once or twice you came back to him yourself. You ran so far that you started to panic because you couldn’t find any way you remembered running. Your brain was obsessed with panic that coursed through you. You didn’t want to be left alone in this huge temple. Especially since there were strange creatures hanging around there. Even if the man who “loves you” wields these creatures. You’re still terrified to see this. You run away from it.

He didn’t even chase after you once to catch you. He just stood by the door to his room, watching. And after a while, you came around the corner, looking at him with terrified eyes.

However, you were relieved to see him. Inner peace showed you that you were not alone here. And also that you know this man.

You lay in bed, blinking weakly, as he sat on the edge of the mattress next to you.

“Did you sleep well?” He asked, placing the tray on a small table nearby.

“No…” you mumbled softly, hugging your pillow.

“Why?”

His fingers brushed your forehead gently, picking up stray strands of hair.

“Chain… And I’m afraid to be here alone…” you moaned.

You didn’t notice him touching you. You might even hug him. Just to make sure someone is there for you… You don’t want to be here alone, and you were glad that he was always around.

Even if he left, he would come back later.

“I know that little chain is uncomfortable…” he murmured sadly, looking at the leather band that is attached to your ankle above the foot. There is also a thin but strong chain that connects your leg to the leg of the large bed. “And if I take it off you today, will you sleep in bed with me?”

You thought about your answer for a moment.

And you finally nodded your head in agreement.

You were able to touch him. In the time you’ve been here, you’ve learned something about him, especially because he’s been telling you things to make you know him better. And he knew everything about you.