BLOOD is my Favorite Color (Bloody Painter/Helen Otis X Reader)

Chapter Sixteen

YN POV:

Yawning, I wake up and stretch my SC arms over my head.

What happened last night...?

"YN?" Helen's voice calls from the other side of the door.

"Come in!" The door cracks open slightly, revealing a turquoise eye peering at me.

"Come on. I have a surprise for you." He says, swinging the door fully open. I shake my head and bury myself in the blankets, too comfortable to deal with whatever is going on right now. "YN!"

"Fine... fine..." I sit up, stretching. "Where are we going...?" Helen chuckles.

"You'll see." He ties a cloth around my eyes.

"H-Hey!"

I'm led out of my room and into the hallway. I can't hear anyone around us, and I wonder if my ears are blocked as well.

We come to a stop after about a minute or two.

"Here we are!" The darkness is gone, and I'm staring at a beautifully decorated FC and 2FC room.

There's a bed against the left wall, dead center. It's covered in pillows at the head, and a stack of blankets at the foot. The (color) headboard is engraved with (symbol)s.

A huge walk-in closet with a blood-splattered door is next to it, filled with dozens upon dozens of outfits; dresses, casual, and pajamas.

A tiny little nightstand is on the other side of the bed with a lamp, an alarm clock, and a phone on top.

And the best part about the entire room is that practically half of it is an artist's studio.

An easel in the corner. A desk on the opposite side, topped with a stack of paper and a neat alignment of colored pencils.

Good colored pencils, not those horrible Crayola ones.

An organized bookshelf that isn't filled with books, but art supplies.

One shelf for markers, another for even more colored pencils, one for drawing pencils, one with pastels, another for paints, and one for pens.

And the last one was filled with a stack of FC sketchbooks.

My EC eyes widen in shock and happiness and disbelief.

"H-Helen..." I whisper, bringing my hands to cover my gaping mouth. He wraps an arm around my shoulder.

"Do you like it?"

I can only nod.

Then I let out an inhuman screech of delight.

"I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT!" I'm jumping with excitement as I sweep my gaze over the room again. I clear my throat. "It's perfect." I peck him on the cheek, watching his pale face blossom with red.

BP POV:

"I'm glad." I smile, lifting her face to mine and nuzzling her nose. "You deserve only the best." I let her go. "BEN and I are going to your old house to grab your drawings. Do you need anything else from there? Clothes, books, games, anything?" She shakes her head.

"Slenderman told me his brother Trendy was coming to make my clothes, there are plenty of books in the mansion's library, and BEN has all the games you can imagine." She suddenly blushes bright pink. "Speaking of BEN, make sure to keep him away from my dresser! >-<" I nod.

"Don't worry, I won't forget." I peck her forehead. "For now, do whatever you want until we get back. Have fun!"

With a soft sound of the door closing, I leave YN in her room.

As I'm heading down the stairs, I can hear her happily squealing.

I smile.

I love her so much...

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