Their Possession - Slashers x Reader

-Chapter 52: Bedtime Shenanigans-

"Are you heading to bed now? To be perfectly honest, it is rather late." Hannibal's soft voice snapped you out of your sleepy trance; his amused expression causing a sheepish one to spread across your face while you tried to appear more awake.

"Yeah, I'm pretty beat." You couldn't hold back a yawn and simply stifled it, moving closer to your bedroom instead. "Besides, I don't want to be tired worn out while I'm attending my psychology class tomorrow."

"I understand. Sweet dreams then, mio fiorellino." Hannibal affectionately replied, taking ahold of your hand and planting a delicate kiss on top of it. "Hopefully the Hypnocil I gave Michael to give to you will be of some use. Though of course, that's if you actually decide to take it this time around."

An anxious blush shot across your cheeks like wildfire; his words making you feel extremely embarrassed when you recalled every time you didn't take said pill. "Hey Mom, I'm going to sleep now." "Don't worry, I took the Hypnocil."

"Is there anything else I should know?"
"Yes, actually." "You should know that messing with a dream demon and ignoring the Hypnocil pills won't end well."
"I...I never said I was—"

"Give ME your Hypnocil pills, and DON'T tell Hannibal. OR tell him about our visit tomorrow." "You understand me?"
"Wait, wha—?" "What's wrong with telling Hannibal...?"

"Twisting (Y/n) around your fucking finger the way you have. Well the joke's on you, she's not even taking the Hypnocil! So whatever you're planning, it's not going to work. I'm not going to fucking let it."

"You're not taking the Hypnocil?" "I thought I'd reminded you multiple times, not to mention you promised you wouldn't."
"I-It's not because I didn't want to." "I just...I made a deal and I had to keep it, that's all."

"You made a deal? With who, exactly?"
"With me of course," "And that's why she's mine. So don't even think about fucking things up, you understand me?"
"Ah, so it's a forced relationship. How unfortunate."

"Is something wrong? Are you angry with me?"
"No, no, it's nothing like that." "Your behaviour and thought process are just something that are puzzling me."
"Huh...? Puzzling you? How come?"
"Well let's see, I prescribed you Hypnocil, yet you didn't take it." "Then, I assumed you took it after our encounter at Camp Crystal Lake."

"I...I did - for a night - but—"
"So when Freddy informed all of us in the living room that you'd stopped taking it a second time, let's just say I was not happy."
"It wasn't my intention to make you unhappy or anything like that."

"So for that, I apologise. I just...I just didn't know what to do at the time. I felt like I was being tugged in two different directions at once. One person wanted me to take it, the other person didn't want me to take it - I just didn't know what to do."

"I see." "But what I don't understand is why you've returned to the hospital to retrieve more Hypnocil? It's almost like you're playing a game. Or could it be that you've reached your limit with Krueger's repulsive behaviour?"

"Don't worry, I actually want to sleep tonight." You timidly reassured him, remembering the promise you made to Norman about the whole sleeping-with-you thing as well.