Meet Your Maker ( Jason The Toymaker X Reader )

Secrets Are Hard To Keep

You stood, frozen to the spot at the thought of having been caught by Jason. He would surely have your head for this. Or an arm, or a leg. Now that you came to think of it the toymaker would probably dismantle you for such a disobedient act. Blood began rushing to your brain, trying as hard as humanly possible to come up with some excuse for your actions.
Nothing.
You sigh and with a heavy heart turn to the toymaker, his eyes sinister and deep yet somehow enchanting. Like a pool of blood mixed in with black glitter. So beautiful, yet so wrong all at once. Jason's voice was stern but still somewhat gleeful.
" I will ask again (Y/N). What are you...?" You turn to the toymaker, book clasped to your chest tightly. In that moment it was like a precious gem and letting it go would be a fatal desicion.
" I...I.." You couldn't concentrate, your blackened heart beating wildly like a roadrunner. You felt sick, the nerves too much for you. Thoughts turned back to when Jason had drugged you with the tea back when you first met, the nervousness you felt was unlike anything you had ever imagined.
It was like time was repeating itself.
You hand the book to the toymaker gingerly who in response growls like a rabid dog upon seeing what you had taken. His black smile curled into a scowl as his sharp nails pierced the book's once prestige cover.
" So, you decide to go behind my back when I sleep huh? What else have you been doing in my absence? " You take a step back, knowing deeply what Jason was getting at. Trust had been temporarily lost with your Creator and all you could do in the wake of such a situation was stammer and shake. Using your powers here would prove no good. Jason created you, he knew every trick you had. You were like a gold plated pawn to him. Easy to manipulate but nowhere near replaceable. The toymaker walks towards you, you walk further back. He edges closer, you edge back until you feel your back hit the wall. You had no more room to move and panic was quickly setting in.
You turn away from Jason as he approaches you, able to feel his hot breath on your skin and soft growls pass his ebony lips.
" What did you see? " You stay quiet.
" Tell me! " You turn to the toymaker, (E/C) glistening eyes full of black tears as he grabs your (H/L) and makes you face him, regardless as to whether you wanted to or not. The toymaker smirks, letting go of you and running his hand over your jawline before giving you a small kiss on the lips.
" Tell me, won't you my dear? "