This girl I can't win?~ (Smexy x Reader)

~Old Tales~

**Your POV**

Today was a new day. Yesterday you'd spent time with Smexy, and you had to admit he was somewhat fun to hang around although he was a total weirdo. You had no idea that he could hypnotize people with roses, in fact you had no idea where he got the flowers at all. Something tugged at the back of your mind, and you realized how glad that the night you met you didn't have the ability to smell... What could he have done to you while you were under the type of magic those roses seemed to produce? 

You shivered and decided that a trip to the old man you'd spoke with earlier was due.

You took your favorite jacket and a comfy pair of shoes to travel in and began making your way to town, after all, it's not like you'd run into Smexy again would you?

You walked into town by yourself, admiring the gentle whisper of tree leaves rustling against each other and the dancing sway the trees had in the wind as you walked the path but never being able to get a hint of the foresty smell others had talked about.

Once you reached town, you located the tea shop you'd met the old man in before and hoped you'd run into him by chance. You opened the door and felt a rush of heat meet your face. It was refreshing after feeling the cold wind outside. You looked around and sure enough, the old man was sitting at table located in the corner, sipping tea as if it was his daily ritual, and even though you hadn't approached him yet he was making direct eye contact with you, probably because as you'd opened the door the bell rang and grabbed his attention.

You quickly moved towards him and took a seat across from him. "I have to talk to you about something."

"Oh? You could at least say hello first... You didn't happen to run into that man I told you about when did you?" He asked.

"I did. You're probably the only one in this town who knows anything about him, please help me out," you pleaded.

He got up from his seat and cleared his throat. "This place is too public to talk about this here." The old man turned around and nodded to the girl at the counter. "Best regards to Emily for me Rachel."

The girl nervously nodded and waved goodbye as he began leaving. You followed after him, eager for answers.

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You were now sitting in on a tatami mat in the Old Man's house waiting until he got back from making tea in the kitchen and for your answers. You had no idea why this guy drank so much tea, but you went along with it, because you'd already seen much stranger things. In fact, after yesterday, the tea obsession was a breath of fresh air honestly. 

You heard a few rustles from another room and then saw the old man enter with a tray of steaming hot tea. He sat across from you at the short tea table that jutted out from the floor and set the tray down.

"Take a cup of tea, I made one for you too," he said.

"I need to know who Smexy is, that's the only name he gave me," you demanded after you grabbed the cup he offered you.

"You talked to him? You're lucky you got away safely. Did he offer you a rose?" He asked.

"Uh yeah.... Why?"

"Did you smell it?"

"I lost my sense of smell when I was just a little girl."

He sighed in relief and then took a sip of tea. You took a sip and discovered the tea tasted very very sweet despite not putting sugar or honey in it.

"You're very lucky. You poor innocent child... That man is a very evil demon. You haven't met any of his kin have you?"

"No, but he told me about them."

He shook his head. "Don't. He's not even the worst one. It's Slenderman you have to be really worried about. Besides the point, you shouldn't meet with any of them. You're not here to hear about them however."

You shook your head.

"His real name is Sexual Offenderman. Don't think for a moment he didn't earn that name, he seduces women and sometimes men whenever he gets the chance. Had you a sense of smell he would have done terrible things to you. The roses he has put people under a spell that basically gives him consent to do those things to them. Anything he wants he gets."

You almost choked on your tea. He sounded like a horrible person! He really was a creep after all then...

"He's done this for years and years... Once an area runs out of people he wants, he moves onto another."

"How do you know all of this?" You asked.

He glanced to the side for a moment then said "We've known each other for awhile. He's older than you think. We were friends when I was a lot younger."

"Wow. Has he always been this way?"

"Not exactly... But all I can advise is that you stay away from him. Stories from tribes before the Europeans had arrived talk about a tall white man that stole women away. In fact, places all over the world rumor about his presence. In the end, all of them warn to stay away from him."

You finished your tea and got up. "Thank you for telling me... By the way, what's your name?"

"Call me Jack. If you ever have questions about anything, I've lived a long time... Come back here and I'll tell you what you need to know. Goodbye young one."

You nodded and left. This is not what you wanted to hear about Smexy, but it was all probably true...