Bob velseb x reader (spooky month)

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Warning, self-harm and gore
(Saturday, October 22)

Bob "are we sure we want to have a housewarming party?"

Y/n "it'll be good advertisement!"

Bob "I guess, but if you haven't noticed I'm not very good with crowds"

Y/n " You'll do fine. If it gets too overwhelming then you can just step out, and I'll be here for you no matter what"

Bob "... As long as we stay together"

You nod enthusiastically. The two of you are eating lunch at your new kitchen table, there are still boxes all around as you guys haven't finish unpacking yet, The two of you get back to unpacking starting at separate places but ending up unpacking the same room after a bit of being apart. As the two of you are unpacking your clothes into your now shared closet, You noticed most of his clothes were black or red.
Y/n " hey, now I know why you're clothes Are those colors"

Bob "mm? Oh, yeah…"

Y/n " since you're not going to eat people anymore, maybe we can go on a shopping spree and get you some purple sweaters!"

Bob smiled at the idea of being able to wear his favorite color.
Bob "yeah… Just spitballing ideas but we should have the front sign be purple, and maybe the inside could be purple and white stripes for the wallpaper"

Y/n " I like that idea! It'll take a lot of work but I'm sure this place will look just the way we want it to in no time." You give him a reassuring smile, He smiles back but after thinking for a bit he takes a deep breath and looks away from you with a sad expression on his face.

Y/n " what's the matter?"

Bob " Is it really okay for me to be here? To be doing this? I'm still dangerous… and I don't know if I'll ever, not be…"

You gave him a hug which surprised him for a moment but then he hugged back.

Y/n " You deserve to be happy, and even if you didn't, I want you to be able to see all the happy things you didn't get to see before we met. You are allowed to be here and to be happy."

Bob nodded his head looking more calm as the two of you continue to unpack, most of the things Bob owns are things to make different kinds of candies, pastries and then a knife collection, as well as butcher supplies. He had a few guns and hunting gear that he locked up in the basement. The two of you worked together to set up some furniture and unpack as the day went on. Surprisingly, Bob got more quiet and the fun little interactions The two of you shared, became less likely at dinner time. he was quiet and wasn't talkative. Bob had been hearing whispers throughout the day. The voice had been talking to him. what it said and encouraged him to do frightened him so he ended up trying to give you more space and distance to make sure he doesn't snap. His eyes went in and out of cyan and brown, although he'd snap back to reality, every time he heard your voice. You hadn't gotten the chance to see his eyes change color. He was very careful of that. The whispers became louder in his head, demanding him to do something to fight to break to kill. During dinner you tried to start up a conversation but he looks anxious and he isn't very responsive. You figure he's just had a long day and when you're done eating you give him a kiss on the forehead and some space. He didn't eat much during dinner and the voice just continued to get louder in his head. He was getting close to having a full-on panic attack after shutting his eyes and putting his hands on his head to try and calm down. Suddenly He found himself with a knife in his hand in the middle of the hallway facing towards the bedroom you were in. The door was currently closed. Feeling frightened. He knocked himself in the bathroom. barricading It the best he can with what was on hand. As he looked in the mirror he couldn't help but notice his eyes.