You Interest Me

'Homework'

Helen is a sweetheart. You would have found him cute if it wasn't for the fact that he's a serial killer.

He 'fixed' your wedding ring for you. Now it can fit your finger snuggly, however, it's a sore sight.

Why? He 'expanded' it by sawing it into half, he used a manual handsaw. Then, he superglued a piece of wood in between the two halves, making the hole 'bigger'.

Then, he painted over the modified part using golden, glittery acryllic paint he bought from the supermarket. Not satisfied with the appearance, he coated the whole thing in clear nailpolish which he also bought from the supermarket.

He applied eight coats.

You can only watch him with a bitter expression on your face. Helen turned around and excitedly requested for your hand, which you complied.

He made happy whimpering noises when it fits perfectly on your ring finger.

"It fits! It fits!" He cheered gleefully, his eyes were smiling.

You gave him a thumbs up. "I liked it better when it was a necklace." You mumbled soft enough for him not to hear it.

Of course, Helen earned a new interest too: handicrafts. You noticed that his eyes 'smiled' more often now, also, the whimpering has increased.

You frowned, your assignment is due in three days. You haven't even started anything yet! What tough luck, Helen kidnapped you on the day where you don't have classes and your two days off work. So no one would suspect that you've gone missing.

It's not like you had friends that would text you first either. How are you going to get back!? He's deranged and obviously is capable of hurting you.

You almost gagged at the memory of Helen dissecting (most hated teacher name).

"Hug? Please?" He stretched his arms out wide. You pursed your lips and rest your head on his chest while he wrap his arms around you gently. Also, another thing you noticed about Helen is, he doesn't seem to like anything touching his face.

When he hugs, his head is always tilted to the side to avoid touching your hair. Odd. Does your hair stink? No, you're sure that you're having better hygiene than he does.

Maybe it has something to do with his inability to smile. Whatever it is, you need to find a way to get back home and start on your assignment.

There is no way that you're going to let hundreds of thousands of dollars of tuition fees go down the drain just because you were kidnapped by Helen.

But how? You obviously couldn't outrun him. You can't overpower him, you can't hide from him, you can't—

"(Y/n), I love you but please let go..." He mumbled. You were brought back to reality by his meek yelp. You didn't realize that you have been squeezing his body out of frustration, you guessed that it may caused him to panic a bit because his arms are flailing above you.

He wanted to pry you off but he knew he's a brute, he'll accidentally hurt you! So Helen endured this discomfort until he couldn't take it anymore, he had to voice it out.

"Oh, whoops. Sorry." You let go and took a step backwards. He sighed in relief and rubbed his sides with a difficult expression on his face.

"Do you want to talk?" He asked shyly.

"Huh?"

"You were thinking about something, yes?" You furrowed your eyebrows, should you? Should you try your luck and ask him if you could go back and continue your assigments?

He seems innocent enough.

But then again, you don't trust him, how will he react after telling him that you want to leave 'home'?

You gave him a strained smile and replied, "Nope, thanks for asking, Helen."

"Is it because of homeworks?" Your eyebrows raised up in surprise. He knows!

"You requested to get day off for two days because of homeworks, yes?" How does he know that? How long has he been stalking you?

How did he even manage to kidnap you in the first place? You don't remember a struggle or a fight, you only remembered taking a short nap after finishing an essay!

You gulped and looked into his eyes, hoping that he won't hurt you.

"It's okay, I'll kill your teacher so you don't need to do it." He grinned with his eyes. You felt your heart sink to the bottom of your stomach.

"No, no, no, no! Wait a minute, Helen! You can't just do that, she has a husband and two kids!" You exclaimed.

Helen doesn't get it, what does her family has to do with anything?

"You can't just kill people to solve something, c'mon! Think of the consequences it'll bring!"

Helen genuinely couldn't think of anything.

"Just let me finish my education, I can't let my tuition fees go to waste! I'm gonna lose a lot of money for nothing!"

He has a lot of money. Why are you worried about losing something he can easily provide?

He jolted in surprised when you started crying.

"Please! Don't kill her, please let me finish my final year!" You choked out between sobs. Your hands gripped onto his arms.

"I will not hurt you, please don't cry." Helen nervously replied, he hates seeing you like this.

"Please don't hurt my professor! She has so much to lose, think of her family— how would you feel if someone schwoop! past by and kill me just because I can't finish my assignments!? C'mon Helen! Think about it!" You yelled as you shook his arm.

"I will feel very bad, I will also cry." He frowned unhappily.

"See! That's how her family will feel if you killed her, please! Just let me finish my final year, I'll still find time to be with you!" You sobbed harder.

Helen understands that he'll be devastated if someone like him comes into the picture and take you away from him. But... he just couldn't understand why did you include your professor's family, they're irrelevant to him. He has no interest in their feelings nor your professor's life.

However, seeing you like this  made him unhappy. You must be very interested in doing your 'homeworks' to act like this. Helen knows that he'll be upset too if his shampoo bottles are taken away from him.

He must not be selfish towards his wife or he is a bad husband. That's what he thought. You gave him interest, he can't take away your own interests.

That's rude of him to do so and it's unfair. He didn't want to be seen as a 'husband from hell'.

"...Okay." He whispered. You froze, the tears stopped flowing down your cheeks.

"I will let you do your homework for... one year? I do not understand 'final year'. But will you still be my wife?" He replied softly. You nodded furiously, you just want to start on your other assignments.

"Okay. Please don't tell anyone about my work." He smiled with his eyes.

You nodded. Ha! As if you're going to listen to him, you're going straight to the police station. You're going to make sure he either goes to jail or a mental asylum—

"—or I will kill everyone you know and I will kill you." Or maybe not.

"I will also kill myself because I am also someone you know. Okay? Please don't tell anyone, I will know if you tell someone." He 'smiled' innocently with his hazel eyes. Helen never feared death anyways.

You hesitantly nodded. This is going to be hard.

"Thank you, (y/n) and I love you. You are my wife and I am your husband." He gently squeezed your relatively smaller hands with his large, calloused ones.

He's trying to be a good husband.

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A/n: hii!!! Please tell me what u think of Helen :)