ೃ⁀➷𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴(𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥)

Chapter 47-Room

"Now Y/N would you like to eat f-first or see your room?"

"If it wouldn't be a bother it would be nice to put my bags down and unpack." He smiles charmingly at me, his eyes bright as his hair falls bake to cover one eye due to him having to look down at me due to his lanky figure.

"O-of course, I still have to finish preparing d-dinner. So if you'll follow me." He pointed to the stairs with his arm, like a gentleman would. I giggled at his actions and he blushes like a schoolboy with his crush. 

I walk to the stairs as he follows with my luggage in hand. I run my hands a long the wall, coved in a cute wallpaper full of flowers. Something found in old homes but I knew for a fact that he had remodeled and fixed up the house. The fact that he kept some of the original design elements of the house made me respect him highly.

"Lovely decorating Norman, this wall paper is beautiful." I look over my shoulder to see Norman looking happy that I had noticed his designing of his home.

"T-thank you Y/N, I wanted to keep my mother happy with the wallpaper. It was her favourite design after all." I nod and stop at the top of the stairs so that Norman could lead me to a room. My eyes widen however when I see what room he was leading me to, his mother's.

"Norman isn't this y-" He cuts me off.

"Yes it used to be my m-mo-mothers, she however wants you to have it. She and I both understand that she has p-past but I can still talk to her and is in my mind c-co-c-constantly." Ok so he is partially insane, however wasn't her corpse laying there for years, taxidermied. 

"How kind of her, I am honoured." He opens the door and I walked in, jaw on the ground at the refinement of the room. The furniture is the exact same as it was in the movies, the tall, hand carved bed, the gorgeous wardrobe, vanity and lounge chair.

"No I-I am the one honoured to have you here, d-do not worry I have cleaned everything thoroughly." Norman picks up and places my stuff down on the bed before turning to me. "There is a b-bathroom connected to the room right there, the door to it is sort of hidden behind the room door. D-don't worry I w-would never be a p-peeping tom for y-you."

"I felt no need to worry Norman, though I appreciate hearing it from you. I hope you won't for I am not very confident with my body and couldn't bear someone seeing be bare." Norman nods and I see him gulp, I sigh internally knowing that he did wish to peep on me but was now conflicted due to my confession of self hatred when it came to my body.

"I-I am sure you are a g-g-gorgous woman wi-w-without clothing Y/N." I see him blush intensely and I can only imagine what he was thinking.

"Thanks I guess Norman." I blushed and ran one hand up and down the other arm. Norman composed himself and smiled, I could see that he shuffled and switched his standing position giving me an idea that he was hiding a certain something.

"Of c-course my delicate doll, anytime. N-Now I'm going to finish dinner, get settled in." I watched as he walked out of the room, blushing at the nickname. Somehow he didn't stutter through it, it was an endearing name, one that was out of this modern age but lovely to say the least.

I look around the room and move to the bed, running my hand along the frame. Elegant are the curves cut into it, making vine like designs that captivate ones eyes. I move the doily covered vanity, sitting on the fluffy stool that was tucked beneath it. The mirror sparkled, perfectly cleaned by Norman of course. There were new bottles of perfumes, lotions, makeup and more on the surface and a little note saying For you Y/N, From Norman and Norma.

 I smile at there kindness and mutter a thank you, these were far to lavish for me but knowing Norman's personality he would make sure that I used all of them. I stood and open the curtains where the famous scene of the silhouette of Norman dressed as his mother. The view was simple, the motel and street but it was calming due to the lack of people and the sun beginning to set.

I sighed and began to unpack my clothing, hanging it up in the wardrobe that could fit about two people comfortably. It takes me about fifteen minutes to do so before I decide to look in the bathroom. I had to fully close the bedroom door in order to open the bathroom's, behind it stood the normal bathroom stuff and an amazing ceramic tub.

I couldn't wait to bath in that, the shower was nice too but I dreamed to taking a bath in such a tub. I gasped when I saw the expensive shampoos, conditioners and much more. This man seriously did like to treat a woman and in a way that no other man did. I sighed, not necessarily being used to being spoiled like this but I guess I'd have to get used to it.

I walk out of the bathroom and closed the door so that I could open the room door. I step out, shutting the light off and am immediately hit by the delicious smell of whatever Norman was cooking. I guess I'm about to find out what it is.