The Dark

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(A/N) Okay, we got 14k reads here and IM NOT OKAY. MY CHILL HAS NYOOMED OUT THE WINDOW. THANKS YOU GUYSSSS AND GRLZZZ AND NON-BINARY LOVELIES!!!!!!  And 600 votes. Awesome. Wow. (I hope you get the reference with me having to, name the play)

****THIS IS AN AU****

Death Boi 666 p.o.v (idk don't ask)

College was a pain. I was extremely greatful when my final class had been dismissed.

Walking up the stairs to my apartment was also a pain. Getting to the top was very tiring.

There was a loud panting coming from the patio area below me. At first I thought it was someone trying to manage the stairs, but the sound was a little too far away for that to be the case.

I turned around to look down the stairs, and this dude was running almost as fast as Usain Bolt towards my building. His breathing was heavy and his panting was very loud. I couldn't even make out his details, he was running so fast.

My first thought: This dude is gonna wear my skin as a fucking dress.

But did I yell or scream? Pfft, no. That would make people notice me, and that was probably worst than death.

What I did do it frantically flip my pockets inside out to find my apartment key. I ended up dropping everything on the floor.

The boy rushed up the stairs, and he must have saw how terrified I was. I closed my eyes for a minute, feeling a familiar pair of hands wrap around my face. My eyes were covered.

"Guess who," he said.

"This is either Will Solace or the cold hands of death," I spoke slowly, trying to calm myself.

"Its Will!"

"Dammit," I mumbled.

"Sorry for the frieght," Will gave me a sheepish grin. "I'm a bit scared of the dark."

"A bit," I teased.

Will wrapped his arm around my neck (in a loving way, he wasn't trying to strangle me) and gave my cheek a quick peck.

I moved my head so our lips connected, and our lips were moving in perfect sync. His lips parted due to the pressure.

I backed away, whispering, "Maybe we should finish this inside?" Will nodded, slipping an arm around my waist.

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