Your name is Isaac/
You were an American man at the age 24 and decided to move to England... London to be exact. you move into 221C baker street right above the infamous Sherlock Holmes and dr. John Watson. you joined the workforce to become a dete...
"Hey cupcake".... "who are you??" He chuckled as you looked around. You couldn't see a thing other than the very dim grey light hanging above you. The man spoke as if he were insane with his beautiful honey-like irish accent. "No no no....Isaac, it wouldn't be a suprise if I told you." He said this with a bubbly yet sexy-mysterious tone. "I don't understand, what do you want with me?!" You were getting a little irritated and he started to chuckle darkly. "Well sugar, you will know soon enough" he whisperd to you from behind, breathing on your neck. But once you turned around he was already gone. You couldn't move because you were tide to a chair. Once you looked back infront of you, you could feel him staring back at you yet you couldn't even see him. "Show yourself!" You half screamed. He breathed an airy chuckle as he replied, "ok..anything for you." He stepped into the light with is blinding smile and you heard an alarm..
You woke up to your alarm and got up to take a shower. "Weird dream" you whisperd to yourself as you washed your hair...you could remember everything from your dream except the mans face.
You realised you were late and ran out to the station without eating anything or having even a drip of caffeine, long story short, you were pissed.
You had a relatively boring and slow day and soon lunch came around. You left the station to meet the strange man at 'the pastry dish'.
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You saw him sitting at the same table as yesterday except the table was covered with plates of food that had your mouth watering. "H-Hi" you said as you sat down 'curse my stinkin nerves' you thought to yourself. He truly looked stunning, but you did notice a dark air about him...'strange'
"Hey cupcake, I figured you were as hungry as i am so i ordered all this food, on me by the way." He said with a small chuckle. 'Cupcake..he really is calling me cupcake, ugh' you internally groaned. "Uh, yeah thanks, but you really didn't have too...oh and um maybe don't call me cupcake..yeah"
"Sure thing sugar. Now tell me about your night" he said as he leaned in while raising an eyebrow. "Well....i just slept...and had a weird dream" you said a little uneasy by his dark demeanor.
"Hm, ok. Tell me about your girlfriend." He said while taking a sip of wine. "Heh, yeah um no-can-do, i am single and.... well gay" you said slightly lowering your voice at the end. "Well I can help with that sugar" he said in a suggestive tone. "Help with what?" You said a little uncomfortable. You guys also had finished eating and as he said he would, he paid for everything.
"Well I've got to go now, by love." He said with a wink.
Time Skip
You were dozing off on you couch when you got a faint picture in your head:
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