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•° Chapter Four °•

Secrecy

Chapter Four:
Begin!
(Y/N)

You stood frozen underneath his icy blue eyes,
trying to find words that had became a cluttered in your throat.

You shrink back when he offered you another smile and goes to speak once more.
"It's okay! I won't hurt you, cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye!"

He exclaimed loudly, slapping his free hand,
(that didn't hold a steaming mug.) on his chest.

You nervously smiled back to him.
His eyes shot down to the mug in his hand.

"Oh, um... Here!" He moved the mug towards you, contains a chocolate milk/tea looking substance inside it.
"It's to help you warm up!" He chirped as you reached out to touch it, wincing when it burnt your fingers slightly to touch it.

He attempted to hold in a chuckled as you pulled your hand away from the cream colored mug.
"We'll let that cool off then!"

You hesitantly nod, and stare at the cup, begging to question if it was poisoned or not.

He placed it down on a table in front of a brown couch,
picking up another green mug, he sips from it, he motions for you to come sit next to him by lightly smacking the cushion beside him.

You cautiously sit down next to him, pulling your knee up to your chest, you chest your chin on them.

"Why am I here?" You question, the male blinks, surprised by you suddenly speaking.
"Oh, well I couldn't leave you outside to get sick. Now could I?"

"You could've..." You mumble, though he seemed to hear it.
"Not with a good conscience though!" He chuckled.

"Anyways, since I kinda like kidnapped you, my name's Jack! Or Seán! Whichever floats your boat!"

He smiles brightly and offers his hand to you.
You take his hand in your own, his hand much large than your small one.

He shakes your hand up and down wildly shaking you giggle slightly at his childish behavior.

His smile grew when he heard your laughter and he released your hand.
"Your name?"

A faint smile traced your lips, "It's, um... (Y/N)."
You nervously smile.

"(Y/N)," He repeats "I like it. It suits you!" He smiles and takes another drink from his mug.

You turn back towards your and reach out, grabbing it again.
It was much cooler now.

And safe to drink from!

You take a careful sip from your cup, the flavor of a warm drink floods your sense and warms you better than any blanket ever could.

"Hey, not to sound weird or anything... But your {Channel Name}, correct?" His question almost made you spit out your drink back into your cup.

You composed yourself and removed the mug from your lips, holding it up to your chest in both hands,
the warm glass mug keeping your hands heated.