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theodore & mattheo: as ghostface

you're running, breath quick and heart pounding, as your feet fly down the dark hallway. turning a corner, you almost crash into theodore, his expression calm but urgent.

"come with me," he says in a low voice, gripping your wrist. without thinking, you follow him, your mind racing. he pulls you into an empty room, the door clicking shut behind you.

just as you try to catch your breath, you freeze. ghostface steps out of the shadows. the mask is all too familiar, and fear floods your chest. you open your mouth to scream, but theodore's hand quickly covers it, his breath warm against your ear. "shh..." he whispers softly, his voice steady.

the figure in the ghostface mask steps closer, tilting his head in that unsettling way. your heart races wildly as he slowly reaches up, removing the mask.

mattheo's face comes into view, his smirk unmistakable as his dark eyes gleam with amusement.

mattheo chuckles softly as he stepped closer, the smirk still playing on his lips. "well, look who we have here," he says, his voice teasing. "caught up in a little game of cat and mouse, are we?"

you briefly glance at theodore, expecting him to share your fear, but to your surprise, he seems completely unfazed. confusion washes over you, and you couldn't help but wonder if there was more to this situation than met the eye.

"wait," you finally manage to gasp out, your voice shaky as you look back at mattheo. "what's going on?"

mattheo's smirk only widens, and he takes another step closer, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement. theodore remains quiet, his hand still firmly covering your mouth.

"oh, don't be so naive," mattheo says, his voice low and taunting. "did you really think you could hide from us forever?"

"what?" you manage to gasp out around theodore's hand, your heart pounding in your chest.

mattheo chuckles again, his smirk growing into a sly grin. "did you think we didn't notice you? we've been watching you, stalking you..." he takes another menacing step closer, his voice low and smooth.

theodore finally speaks, a low whisper in your ear, "and we've decided that you're the perfect final girl."

chills run down your spine as mattheo's words sink in. "final girl?" you manage to squeak out around theodore's hand.

theodore nods, still holding you firmly against him. "yes," he says, his voice low and steady. "and we're going to make sure you play the role perfectly."

"but why?" you manage to whisper, your mind racing as you look back and forth between the two.

mattheo chuckles again, the sound sending another shiver down your spine. "let's just say you caught our attention," he says, his dark eyes gleaming with something you can't quite identify.

"you have something special about you," mattheo continues, his voice now a mere whisper as he steps even closer, practically pinning you between him and theodore. "something we've both been very interested in..."

you feel theodore's body press against your back, his free hand now resting on your hip, effectively trapping you between them. your mind spins as you struggle to process what is happening.

mattheo reaches up, his finger tracing a cold path along your jawline. you involuntarily shiver at his touch, and he chuckles again, a low, dangerous sound. theodore's grip on your waist tightens, his breath hot on your neck.

"we're going to play a little game," mattheo says, his voice dropping to a sinister tone. "and you're going to be the star of the show."

theodore leans down to whisper in your ear once again, "you're special, and we're going to show you just how special you are."

your mind reels with a million questions, but one stand out amongst the rest. "are you... are you going to kill me?" you manage to whisper.

mattheo's smirk falters for a moment, replaced by something almost like annoyance. "kill you?" he says with a scoff. "no, no, sweet girl. we have much bigger plans for you."

theodore's grip on you tightens as he nods in agreement. "you're too interesting to just kill off instantly," he says, his voice low and steady. "we're going to play with you first."

mattheo's grin widens and he takes another step closer. "that's right," he says, his tone almost playful. "final girls are meant to be played with. a little fun before the end, right?"

theodore's grip on you tightens further as he leans down to whisper in your ear once more. "and if you manage to keep us entertained, who knows. we might just decide to keep you around for ourselves."

mattheo's tone turns more serious, his eyes locking on yours. "all to ourselves," he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper. "forever."