"Finally.. I've got you right where I want you." the dopplegänger growls, pulling you closer to him by your hips.
"Sir.." you gasp, trying to pull away from him to get to the emergency button.
"Aww... das arme baby is scared... That button won't do anything for you now, sweetheart."
"Don't flirt with me!" you squirm, but the dopplegänger tightens his grip around you. You hadn't even seen his face yet but you could tell that it wasn't Francis. It wasnt the Francis you knew. "You aren't him! You will never be him!"
"But sweetheart... I still try my best to be him for you. You love him.... Why don't you love me? Please don't run from me. I need you, Y/n."
"Well, I don't need you!" you writhe when you feel his lips against your neck, pecking the skin there. "Dont't do this to me. You aren't him. You can't be him."
"You fell too hard for the other... Sweetheart please, turn around." he says in a desperate tone, his grip releasing on you.
That was a mistake. You rush to the door to leave the office, pulling it open and dashing out. You couldn't deal with this.
Dashing up to Francis' room, you could hear pounding footsteps running after you. You begged your legs to carry you faster up those flights of stairs, quickly running to the apartment you knew all too well.
You dash into the apartment and slam the door, locking it behind you.
"Oh? You're back so soon... You're out of breath, too.. Meine liebe, what happened..?" the soothing voice of Francis calls to you, causing you to break out into a sob. "Darling... Please don't cry. Please talk to me. What happened?"
"A dopplegänger of you... He followed me here.." you explain through tears. Francis' eyes go wide as if he knew who you were talking about. As if he knew the dopplegänger personally.
"dieser verdammte bastard.." he growls, pulling you away from the door when the man begins banging on the other side. "Go somewhere. Hide. I'll take care of him." Francis promises, placing a quick kiss on your cheek before letting you run off to hide.
You immediately run somewhere safe and lock the door behind you, hearing shouts and screams from out in the living room.
You didn't dare to leave. It was too dangerous.
"Where is he. I'm not the fake. I need him more than you do. I love him more than you ever could."
You hear Francis and his dopplegänger argue over you, the dopplegänger beginning to get desperate and crazy for your touch.
"He doesn't love you. You're just a lovesick dopplegänger that does nothing but kill." you hear Francis counter before a loud scream echoes through the apartment.
It goes silent.
You freeze in place. Who's scream was that? It couldn't of been Francis'. He was tough. He would do anything to protect you.
"Oh, kleine maus... Come out and see your gift, hm? Isn't it your birthday...? I know you'd love this gift.... All you need to do is come out and see it."
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Clone A-03.02 (Francis x male!reader)
FanfictionIt is winter, 1955. You are a doorman for an apartment complex, working to keep dopplegängers or "clones" from entering and killing everyone in the building including you. One of these residents is a simple man that sells milk around town named Fran...