Use Me (Complete)

Chapter Nine

"Fuck yeah!"

"I went easy on you." Choso snorted as his friend dressed in a banana costume stood up in victory.

"Sounds to me like EEEEXCUSES- YOU'RE BAD!" His friends joked and teased.

Choso only rolled his eyes as he passed the controller to someone else, "Whatever enjoy this win for now."

"Ooo someone sounds salty."

The young man tuned out the friendly bantering going on, his eyes looked down at you. Your head was still resting on his knee and you had been rather quiet. Barely moving or even making a peep. You didn't even try to tickle his brain. He lost because he kept looking at you. In a way, it was your fault his win streak was thwarted. He couldn't help but feel bad seeing you like this.

They could be quite mean to you but you were a masochist, you didn't care what they did as long as you were rewarded. He had never seen your feelings ACTUALLY get hurt. You would pout and throw a fit but you would always get your get backs in the end.

Of course, they were upset over the people you killed but none of them really wanted you to go. Let's be real they have been protecting you for a while. The higher-ups wanted to lock you up after the first mission you completed and even more so over the accidental deaths. They said if one more person were to fall victim to you, then you would be taken care of. Anyone that would stand in the way would be dealt with.

He knew that was all bullshit because they said that after the first person you killed.

You are their pet and they become fond of your presence. At least that's how he feels. He doesn't mind you, and deep down he might have been excited when he saw you at the door. He could have never left you outside.

"Pet." Choso rubbed your cheek gently.

You looked at him with a soft gaze. At first, he thought maybe you were putting on the greatest act of all time but he could see there wasn't a hint of mischief in your eyes.

"Come up here." He hit his ash Ketchum friend, making him scoot over for you.

You did as you were told climbing on the couch to sit beside him. He wrapped his arm around your waist, squishing you close.

You were content with looking down into your lap, it would appear you were still lost in thought.

He trailed his nose along your jaw while caressing you with his thumb. When you didn't react he moved his lips to your ear, "What's wrong?" His rough voice rumbled in your ear.

You gave him a little shrug, fiddling with your gloved fingers.

"Are you hungry?"

You hesitated for a moment as if you weren't sure what the answer to that was, but in the end, you gave him another shrug.

Choso furrowed his brows, your attitude confusing him further, "Do you want me to feed you?"

You blinked up at him, eyes searching for something within his own. "You-"

"COME ONNNNN!"

"SIIIIIIT DOWN BITCH!"

Choso growled in annoyance as his friends screamed at each other. You had went quiet, not able to speak through their shouting match.

He tried to call to them- "Hey!"

"THAT WAS BULLSHIT!"

"WAH WAH WAH KEEP CRYING!"

"HEY!" Choso snapped at them to get their attention. When they finally settled a bit he pointed at the door, "Get out!"

"Wait-"