Eminem Imagines Pt. 2 (Eminemzminnie Style)

Dinner with the Devil

A:N this imagine is based off of Hozier Dinner and Diatribes music video and song. I suggest watching and listening to this video more for an over all better understanding.

He came into my life like a tornado.

"Sit." He said, the candle in the center of the table illuminating a eerie glow upon his face.

I did as he said and sat across from his as we were both served dinner and a glass of white wine, the only thing of purity within the room.

His gaze was captivating as we ate in silence, how I got here isn't the question, but more so how I was going to get away from him.

But did I really want too?

"What's your proposition?" I asked chewing on a piece of rabbit we were served along with chestnut stuffing and roasted carrots.

His gaze made me uneasy as I forced a swallow and washed down the wine with it. The room felt warm yet his eyes were cold.

"Be my wife." He smirked twirling his wine glass around.

"I wouldn't be a very good one." I admitted quickly.

"You'll be fine." He said ideally.

"I can't cook." I answered quickly.

"We have cooks as you can see." He countered.

"I don't clean." I fired back.

"We have maids." He coyly replied.

"I don't like cold climate areas." I said referencing the abundance of snow I went through having to reach here.

"I'll keep you warm." He smirked.

"I don't like men with beards." I said with a smirk of my own.

He brushed his face thoughtfully as he looked up at me with those cold eyes that now captured a hint of humor.

"I'll shave." He shrugged.

"Would you really?" I laughed.

"For you my dear, why not?" A slow smile spread across his thin lips.

I gave a light chuckle as we continued to eat dinner in silence, the room was dark, matter of fact this entire mansion was dark, floors were made of cobble stone and walls of grey brick. It gave off a depressing vibe much like the town over all.

"I can't guarantee I won't try to hit you with a frying pan, or throw boiling water on you, or stab you with the occasional fork." I said simply.

A dark chuckle bellowed from his lips as the maid in the corner of the room eyed him questioningly.

A dark smile soon followed as he looked at me with lust, his demeanor seemed to shape the very walls of the dark room, filling it with red and warmth.

"Oh darling, that's the kind of love I've been dreaming of." He said enamored.

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