•he kidnaps you•

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After that night at the gas station. You and Shawn talked on and off. You two never arranged a date or anything though. Which was weird to you.

He would some times show up to the gas station picking up muffins here and there which made you a little bit freaked out.

You tried to arrange something with him but he would refuse. So you decided that if he ain't tryna hit a girl up. He needs to back off. You tried cutting him off but he wouldn't leave you alone.

He would sometimes stay with you at the gas station til closing time saying that you looked like you needed some company.

You would sometimes catch him trying to follow you home. You then went straight to the point and told him to fuck off. But he wasn't having it. You changed your number, your working hours, you even had some people you knew looking out for you.

But somehow he would always find a way back to you.

One night you were heading home from working after hours and you ran into him in the parking lot.

"Get away from me Shawn. I have pepper spray!" You said reaching into your purse.

"Heyyyyy. Calm down honey bun. I just wanted some chocolate." He chuckled throwing his hands up in defense.

"Well tough luck love muffin. My shifts over and the stores closed. Have a nice night." You spat heading for your car.

"You know y/n. I've grown fond of you. You're very.....exotic to me. Rare. And when I see something rare, I want to make sure that I have access to it." He said making his way towards you.

You then dashed towards your car trying your best to unlock it. Yes you had one of those cars.

"Not so fast honey bun."

You then felt a cloth against your mouth before you knew it, you were out like a light.

When you woke up you were in a well decorated apartment. A bachelor pad.

You were in a sexy chef costume tied to a chair.

(lolz what??)

"Oh finally! My honey bun is awake." Shawn said walking out of no where.

"What the hell Shawn." You groaned.

"Hey if you would've given me the chance to talk earlier you probably wouldn't be like this. Nahh I'm kidding you probably would've." He laughed.

"What am I doing here Shawn!" You yelled.

"Ooh mad are we. You sure you're not gonna cry like the others?" He pouted.

"Others?"

"Oh god how rude of me! I'll be right back with the others." He then disappeared into a room.

You took the time to look at your surrounding. Hmm. Not bad for a psychotic muffin man.

You then heard groans and moans.

You looked up to see two other black girls. One brown skinned and one with dark chocolate skin.
(Sorry trying to make a point lol)

"This is snikerdoodle and this is shortcake." He then sat then down beside you. You looked at him in disgust.

"Heyyy. Don't look at me like that. I like chocolate." He smirked.

"What the fuck is this some kind of fetish??" You asked all confused.

"Mmm. Somethin along the lines of that. You see." He squatted down to your level.

"I'm some how intrigued my this pretty little skin of yours. But it seems like I can't choose between the three of you." He ran his fingers along your thigh you cringed at his touch.

"And what makes you think we want you?" The brown skinned girl spoke up.

"Aww look who's finally came to there senses. Now we just have to wait for little miss shortcake." Shawn smirked.

"What's your plan. Shawn." You spat.

"Aww what happened to love muffin?" He pouted then laughed.

"Anyways. I want to be with one of the three of you. But I can't seem to choose. So what I'm gonna do is. Have you treat me until I've come to make my decision." He said running his hands through his hair.

"So what your saying is....your gonna host your own illegal series of bachelor by torturing a couple of innocent girls." The dark skinned girl spoke up.

"Oooh the gangs all here!" Shawn yelled excitedly.

"Oh and yeah. Something like that. Well I'll leave you three to get to know each other." He started walking towards the door.

"See ya later my Destiny's child!" He chuckled closing the door.

Fucking love muffin

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