I Like Your Insanity (The Warden x Reader)

Chapter Nine

-The Warden's P.O.V.-
I'm sure (Y/N) is mad at me, or at least a little unhappy with me, and Jared said giving her something might make it better and I really want to make it better because she's just so amazing and I don't just want to have sex with her, I actually want her, and this is the first time I've ever felt this way, and oh my gosh I'm going to ruin everything.

What does she even like? Murder, yes. Destruction, yes. Near-death experiences, probably. But what can I give her? What could I possible provide that she couldn't already get herself? She made herself the second Warden. And not even I argued.

My legs are starting to get sore from pacing, but that's not important. What can I do, what can I do, what can I do?

And then it hits me.

I dash back down the way I came, once again almost slipping on the bloodied floors that Jailbot hasn't had time to clean. I dashed past Jared, almost knocking him over, and skidded to a halt before I could hit Jailbot. "Hey, buddy! Where's (Y/N), huh? You know where she is?"

Jailbot beeped confirmationally and his screen changed to show two little pixel figures, one (Y/N), one Alice.

"She's with Alice? Thanks Jailbot!" I did slip this time, but Jailbot caught me and set me on my feet. I ran away again, albeit a little more carefully.

Please don't be mad.

-Your P.O.V.-
"I like the purple one better."

I had to agree with Alice on that one, this color green just doesn't go like the purple did. "I agree. But does the purple go with these pants?" I pulled off the shirt and put the purple one back on. "Oh hell yes, I'm hot as fire."

I posed, looking maybe a bit too proud of my hotness. Alice offered chocolate and I took one, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Ya know," I said thoughtfully. "I've been on hyper-murder-mode for so long now, I'd kinda forgotten what it was like to just be a girl. Worrying about boys and trying on too many outfits."

"Honey, you can never try on too many outfits. My turn."

"Heck yeah." She gave me the whole case of candy, probably a bad idea, and dug around her seemingly endless closet for the bigger clothes that would fit her masculine frame. I looked at the chocolate. I wondered how much I could eat before it was rude. I wondered if maybe I'd already crossed that line as I shoved five in my mouth.

While I'd been struggling with my chocolate obsession, Alice had changed and I clapped enthusiastically at her yellow shirt, red skirt choice, unable to speak due to the amount of food I had forced into my cheeks. I suddenly remembered that there was a smaller version of that outfit somewhere and got really excited, flailing my hands in an attempt to convey the excitement since I still couldn't talk.

I jumped up and started stripping, we'd moved past the change-out-of-view stage a while ago, throwing loose clothes around and pulling on the ones I sought. Forcing myself to swallow the chocolate, I gasped and said, "WE MATCH!"

"Hell yes." We bumped fists.

"We're so hot it's a wonder the whole jail hasn't burned down." Alice laughed while I posed. Then there was a frantic knocking at the door.

I pouted. "Boo. It's probably Jared, he's always trying to get me in a jail cell because apparently that's where the prisoners go." Then I remembered the events of about an hour ago. "No wait, I might have broken Jared, so it can't be him."

Alice raised a brow at that, but didn't comment. She went to the door and opened it. "Oh, it's you." I couldn't see who it was past her body, so I strained to hear the response. The other person talked too quietly for me to make out enough of their voice to put a face to. "Whatever. You might as well come in."

She moved and the Warden walked in, hat in his hands, eyes to the floor. "Oh." I didn't mean for the sound to come out, but he flinched like I'd hit him. And then I realized how that must've sounded. I'm not disappointed it's you! I wanted to say. That's not what that meant!

He stared at his shoes, I stared at his face, Alice looked from one of us to the other. "Say it already." The redhead smacked the Warden on the back, hard, and he wheezed.

"Um... I just..." He put his hat back on and finally looked at me, stepped forward and took my hands. "I'm sorry!"

I blinked. "What?"

"I'm sorry, so please don't be mad at meeeeee!" He looked like he was about to fall to pieces.

"But you... You didn't do anything. I'm the one who went crazy! I'm the one who's sorry!"

"Well don't be! It's my fault you went crazy in the first place, so... So get over it, I get to apologize, you don't, that's it"

I felt my mouth opened and closed but no sound came out.

He let my hands go and rubbed his temples. "Jared said girls feel better when you give them something, so here goes..."

"Why are you taking advice from Jared?" Alice seemed borderline disgusted by the thought. For the most part, we both ignored her.

The Warden took my hands again. He looked into my eyes, more serious then I'd ever seen him. "(Y/N) (L/N)." My full name? Holy crap. "I, the Warden of Superjail, hereby grant you amnesty. Your crimes shall be forgiven. From this moment forward, you are not bound to this place. You are not a criminal. You may leave and return to the outside world whenever you wish." His voice cracked at the word 'leave'. I still couldn't quite comprehend what this meant. He pulled me close, hugging me to his chest and I heard him whisper. "But please stay with me. Please don't ever leave me alone."

"Oh, Warden." I hugged him back, the enormity of what he just did finally hitting me. "Why would I ever leave my home?"

He started to shake and at first I though he was crying. But when he pulled away his eyes were dry and he was smiling. "Thank you."

That butterfly feeling filled my chest again and I put my hand over my heart. The Warden smiled and leaned down, gently pressing his mouth to mine, the action so much sweeter then the first time in his office. The butterflies disappeared and instead there was this sweet, warm feeling, like I was all filled up with honey, or something. He put a hand on my cheek, holding me close, and his lips parted and he was kissing me deeper. He tastes like sunshine, if sunshine has a taste.

He pulled away and it kind of felt like something was missing now that he was gone.

"I'll go tell Jailbot to take you off of the prisoner list," he said quietly. Then he turned and walked away. I stared at the empty doorway, wondering if I could go too.

Alice rested her elbow on my head and I ducked away, annoyed but amused. She said, "Yep. You've both got it bad."

"Got what bad?" I wondered if she meant the butterfly-but-sometimes-honey feeling.

"Love, girl. Love."