【Stockholm Syndrome】 [Diabolik Lovers: Reader (human) x Laito]

Part 19 - Savior

(Y/N)'s POV: (It is a bit boring and long... like >2500 words. Bare with me).

           Once the clock struck 18:00, Heinz agreed to make me and him a private dinner on his balcony. I took a seat on a black, cushioned chair. "Why are we here? Wouldn't it be more proper to eat at a dining table?" I couldn't help but think of Reiji, he would be enraged if he learned that I had eaten someplace other than a dining table. Karl Heinz sat next to me, on another chair, he grabbed my cold hands. Unlike other vampires, his hands were warm to me. I usually only get this kind of warmth from Laito. What is happening?

           Karl Heinz looked at me for a moment, he started to frown. He looked displeased again. "You're hands are cold, you shouldn't feel like this when you are pregnant. Tell me, do you feel ill?" His words seemed to pierce through my soul, penetrating it's walls with a diamond dagger. His voice was a melody that I constantly wanted to hear. I was in a state of disbelief at how charming the man before me was. "Ah~ let me make you some herbal tea, I will bring out the meal as well," he gently kissed my hand, it instantly warmed. My face turned a rose red. I have never felt so flattered.

           What is this man? I thought that only Laito could make me feel this way. I have to stop myself. At this rate, I will betray Laito. I can't do that. Our child needs to be happy. It can only be happy, truly, if we both work together to raise it. Time disappeared as I stared intensely at the hand that he had laid his lips upon. It was moist. I could feel the rest of my hand fill with heat, soon the warmth creeped up my arm, to my neck. I want to be with this man forever. He is ideal. Everything, even his physique is astonishing. He has the most perfect hips I have ever seen on a man. Karl Heinz's lips felt like flower petals on my skin. It was wonderful. I can't help but wish that this child was his. After an hour of me looking up at the moon, wishing that this child was his, Karl Heinz returned to me.

          I could smell (favorite food one) and (favorite food two). My stomach tossed and turned itself. He placed the platters down. "My lady, when was your last meal?" Karl Heinz looked concerned as he poured me some of the tea. It was a lovely lavender.

          "Come to think of it, I don't know," I had to admit it. I think I ate yesterday, or the day before that..?  Would he know if I lied to him? Should I try? Maybe not, he could get angry with me. After all, I wouldn't want such a fine man to be angry with me. Let's not forget, he was strong enough to stop time, he basically paused the flames. With a clank, the cup of tea hit the table. The scent of lavender hit my nostrils. He was pouring himself a cup. I refrained from sipping until he had his sip first.

         He said not a word after he sipped his drink, he leaned in towards me. My chin was grabbed by his soft gloved hands. He pulled me into an embrace, the moonlight was the only thing in between us. His soft, petal-like lips and mine touched. The tea from his drink was still in his mouth, he helped me drink it. Karl Heinz pulled away after I had swallowed, my face was as red as an apple. "You looked like you needed help drinking," his smirk had a hidden devious feel to it. I felt part of me screaming to be closer to him, but the opposite part told me that nothing good could happen if I stayed there. "That tea had many nutrients in it. If you had no energy, you should now. Come, eat with me. I made this to treat you," he took a seat on the chair across from mine.

         I glanced past the railing and to the trees that crated the horizon. I took some of the vegetables, putting them in my mouth. It was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. Is this what I taste like to Laito?  I tried to have as many manners as I could muster. "This is... absolutely superb..!" I exclaimed. He looked pleased, he hadn't made himself any food. Is it because he is a vampire? Yeah, they don't need food. From there we engaged in small talk, then to a full conversation. After twenty minutes I finished my meal. I was in a good mood, now that my hunger was satisfied.