Frank n Furter X Reader - I Feel Sexy

Chapter Eight ~

So, hello guys! I'm back. It's been a living hell, but here we are again.

I open my mouth to yell, and begin jumping for him, shoving him out of the way. The car zoomed by us, just barely skimming my legs.

"J- jesus!" I scream in terror.

"What?"

"I- i..." I start shaking violently. "Holy s-shit."

"Are... you alright?" We continued to sit on the ground. People started rushing up to us. He leans over to look at my face, and I start to cry. Well, not weeping, but tears ran down my face. He looked confused, and a little scared.

My vision fades out, and I pass out.

It felt like I took a loooooong nap. But, in reality, I had been unconscious for about 15 minutes.

I felt someone carrying me before I could see anything. I immediately recognized the sensation, though it was almost foreign to me.

Finally, I open my eyes slowly, and avoid moving a muscle. I see Frank. He's carrying me. I feel my chest flutter.

From this angle I can not only see a literal different angle, but from a different perspective. Perhaps it's just the situation, but I can see concern and determination on his face, along with... humanity. Who would have known. I can't help but to allow a smile spread across my face.

He looks down at me, noticing, but looks back up as though I hadn't even woken.

"Hi." He said. Okay, yeah, he's the same guy as before. He can look as normal as ever, but that voice will always bring me straight back to that persona from the castle.

"Hello." I say.

"We're almost there."

"You carried my fat ass all the way home?" I chuckle.

"Mmmm.." he grinned.

Note to self, never talk about my ass around him ever again.

"Yeah, okay, let me go."

"If you insist." He let's go of me, and I barely catch myself before I hit the ground. He looked as though he was wiping something gross off of his hands. I grunt, and begin walking once again. Approaching my apartment, I just want to collapse onto my bed. It's all I think about until I literally get to my bedroom and fall asleep.

I wake up the next morning, greeted by the man himself. I sit up and brush my hair out of my face.

"It feels like it's been forever." I say.

"It's been quite long, but not forever. Yet." He sits beside me. I eye him head to toe. He's... changed his clothes. Unfortunately, I wasn't conscious to help. He put on... one of my... sexy robes. He fills it out better than I fucking do.