❤Alex Hirsch X Reader One-Shots❤

☁89☁ || Meat is Meat

Warning

I've been watching too much Hannibal.

If you don't know Hannibal is then.. Well it's a movie and a series, too.

Warning

I am just trying to put all my imagination because in my brain my stories feel so much better and my writing skills are poor as hell as english isn't my native language. Also i want my horror stories writing skills to be much better and that's why i am writing many "horror" one-shots.

And again Warning

I love the taste of meat.

The sweet taste, melting in your mouth, feeling your muscles tensing up, your senses changing becoming different.

Let me tell it different.

I love the taste of human meat.

It's so juicy, can be cooked in different ways, making me lick my lips after every mouthful.

Different plates filled with meat and different ingredients, full of colours on the long table making my heart melt sipping a bit of my red wine. Cutting the meat with my knife and my fork, putting a small piece gently in my mouth before my lips form onto a smile.

You could say the poor man was a real sweetheart, judging by his real red heart.

Every person that had the oppurtunity to taste one of my dishes was really happy and surprised. They all have said the best, that i have a real talent and i should have become a chef and not a psychiatrist. Believe me, hearing people's problems before stabbing them to death needs a real talent.

" It smells really wonderful, y/n. "

Jason coughed walking besides me.

Jason is a really good friend and helper. People think that he is my servant or something like that but in reality he is something more than just a servant.

" Wanna have a piece of my wonderful cooking? "

I lifted my fork having a piece of soft meat on it smiling as he raised his hand rejecting my offer.

" I am a vegetarian y/n, have you already forgotten it? "

" Oh right.. I am so sorry Jason. "

" It's alright. "

He smiled sweetly before grabbing a chair sitting besides on the one side of the table looking at me.

" I will be away fron Los Angeles for a couple of days, is this a problem? "

He looked at me straight at the eyes as i let my knife and my fork hit my plate with a sound turning my glare on him.

" Oh of course not my dear. Could i ask the reason of your departure?
"

" Oh just a health problem with my mother, nothing too serious. "