Fatal Decisions (Maka Albarn X Male Reader)

Seven - Traps

Yn POV
    I woke up on a cold surface. Damnit, while I was sleeping those asshats dragged me outside. I was wrong. I should've been worried about that car, I should've been scared. Instead I put it off. Now I am in a bedroom, on the floor, wearing a tuxedo. I'm not even wearing the same underwear! What the hell?
I went over to the door. It was unlocked so I opened it. I walked down an empty hallway.
"Ah, Yn, you're awake. Come this way," a man said.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Mr. Mosquito, you shall call me," Mosquito said.
"Kk," I said. I follow Mr. Mosquito into a giant room. "Where are we?" I asked, looking up at a giant spider web. A woman was in the middle.
"In the presence of a superior, pay attention," Mosquito said.
Well damn, I didn't know. Don't have to yell at me.
"I am Lady Arachne," Arachne said. "You're a meister, Yn, correct?" She asked.
"Y-yes," I answered. How did this potato figure out my name? Seriously, some stalker-ish bullshit is going down.
"You are here because of your relationship with the meister, Maka Albarn. You two mustn't be together any longer," Arachne said.
"Stop interfering with my love life!" I yelled at her. Mosquito gave me a cold glance.
"When they realize you are missing, they will come and get you. I told Mosquito to leave a note saying where you were and who took you. We have step up a trap for Maka," Arachne said. Her mouth was hidden behind a fan. "Arachnophobia will rule the world when she is gone."
"You are insane!"
"Who isn't now-a-days?" Mosquito rhetorically asked.
"Ha ha, funny," I looked at him and spoke with sarcasm.
"For now," Arachne took a breath. "You will be treated like a hostage. We will give you your own warm room, food and water. If you try to escape, we will kill you. Do you understand?" Arachne asked.
"Yes," I said, faking a smile.
"Such a disobedient child," she commented. "Mosquito, take him to his room, please."
"Yes, M'Lady," Mosquito said. "Come child," he lead me out of the room.
    "Lady Arachne mentioned 'Arachnophobia,. Is it the fear or is it something else?" I asked.
    "Arachnophobia, my boy, is an organization. Lady Arachne is the head," Mosquito answered. "Here is your room. Don't come out."
    I went into my room, and thought about all of the ways that Maka and the others would come for me. I could just sneak out, they could catch me.