Monster (Monster Tom X Reader)*ON HOLD**

So it begins

(Sorry if the romance is starting up a bit early, y'all, but this is a bit of a sneak peek.)
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Crazy doesn't even begin to cover describing how your life is with the four boys. It was a little crazy at first, but then as the days flew by, the other three warmed up to you. Well... Except Tom. You were more than happy to hang with him, since he made the weird feelings go away. Those feelings included loneliness and even the butterflies in your stomach.
These "feelings" started to appear a week after you met the boys. And it was the exact hour that Tom had grabbed you. Sure enough, when you looked at the place where he grabbed you, there was a mark. More like a tattoo of three claws. Of course, you internally panicked and knocked on Edd's door. He opened it, he being in his PJs.
"H-hey. It's four in the morning."
"No, it's 7 at night. Were you asleep all day?"
"No. Most of it. Now, what's up?"
"This is what's up." You said, shrugging off your jacket to show your bare arms, and the creepy (yet awesome) mark. Edd's eyes widened, and he cleared his throat.
"Oh no."
"What? What is it?" You asked, now panicking on the outside.
"Uh... You've been... Marked."
"Marked?!"
"Yeah. I'll show you." He said,getting you inside his apartment. You followed him to what seemed to be his bedroom. He pulled out an old dusty book, and opened it. You sat beside him, looking at the faded pages.
"According to this, the monster that gave Tom his form has to mark their mate."
"M-Mate?" You asked, feeling like you were going to puke. Being a mate meant- of course, mating.
Edd saw your face and laughed nervously.
"Dont worry, (y/n). We don't know if it was Tom who marked you."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
"Yes?"
"Why was that a question?"
"No idea. But I need to ask Tom, about it."
"No need." The voice of Tom said, you spinning to see him standing in the open doorway. You jumped up like you were shocked, and muttered something like an excuse to get out of there. You rushed past Tom, your shoulders brushing against one another, and there was that hot/cold burning feeling. You shuttered, running to your apartment. Once you closed the door, you collapsed on the floor. Everything ached now, and you couldn't stop it.