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Whitney

Imagine winning over Whitney's heart 🥺💖

It is the middle of the night. The perfect time to break into someone's house without getting cau--

"Not again." Someone yells angrily before the lights above you snap on before you can hide behind a nearby couch. "Get the hell out, Barold!"

Barold?!

You rise to your feet, now furious.

Was Whitney expecting Barold?? Did he make a habit of seeing her at night?

Your blood, now boiling, calms down as Whitney stomps into the room, her face softening when she spots you.

Well, it appeared to have softened to you.

"Oh. It's just you, Y/N," Whitney says with a sigh, suspicion now clear on her face. "What are you doing in my house?"

You had been caught.

Would she think you were weird if you were honest about your intentions in coming here tonight?

Probably... you would be better off lying...

Slowly, you answer,"...I thought this was my house."

Whitney crosses her arms, her gaze hardening.

"So do you usually break your own windows when you're entering your house?" She asks, before pointing to the shattered glass behind you. You shrug, quietly slipping your shovel back into your rather large pockets.

Whitney eyes you cautiously for a minute before shaking her head.

"Listen, Y/N. " She begins gently, and you want to hold her. "Are you here because of what happened earlier?"

You feel your body growing cold. Were you that predictable?

No...it wasnt that. She just loved you to the point of telepathy.

You grow warm again.  Whitney glares at you.

"I already told you I'm not intrested." She snaps at you, but you ignore her. She didn't mean that, surely. "You're not going to convince me otherwise."

When she doesn't smile, you begin to wonder if she's serious...

Just in case she is, you question,"Why cant you give me a chance??"

Finally, she does laugh...but it's cruel.

"Well, quite frankly, you're not my type," She says, and you are broken. " I like bad people, Y/N. You're too...soft."

You were wanted in over 80 countries--what did she mean by that?

Now determined to win her over, you approach her. "What if I proved myself to you?"

"That's not how attraction works."

"I'll do anything to change the way you view me."

She scoffs. "Oh really? Go burn the mayor's house down, then. And shut the door on your way out."

Arson?

That was all it took to win over Whitney's heart??

...

Setting the mayor's house on fire was easier than you expected it to be!

You stand outside the house, watching happily as Mayor Tortimer comes racing out, his hat on fire.

Why did he wear it to bed? How criminal of him...

His screams for help attract a crowd despite it being the middle of the night, but the villagers only stand beside you to watch. After all, arson is rather rare! You're going to have to change that...

Before you can get too carried away with your plans, Whitney appears beside you.

Her breathing is uneven, implying that she ran all the way here just to see you. How romantic!

"What happened?!" She asks you after  gasping for a little longer.

You simply blink. Wasn't it obvious?

Apparently so, for Whitney then notices the canister of gasoline you clutch in your hands.

Her eyes widen as she points at it, silently asking you a question.

You nod.

Her reaction isn't quite what you expected it to be.

As she shoves you away, she yells, "What?? No! Not...Y/N, I was kidding! What were you thinking?!"

The surrounding crowd eyes you disinteretedly before shuffling away. The mayor was starting to stop drop and roll! They didnt need a lovers quarrel to interrupt this.

"I was thinking," You answer sweetly. "about you. I'll do anything for you, Whitney. Anything."

You watch as her chest begins to have, whether from anger or panic, you did not know.

"Fuck off then!" She screams, taking a step back. "Get away from me."

You would do anything for her, of course.

Anything except for that.

As Whitney slumps to the floor, the flames ahead of you paint her in a crimson light. She looks beautiful. How could you ever leave her?

You sit down beside her. Having gone into shock, she doesnt protest as you pet her head.

"The police officers are going to be able to pin this one on me this time around." You explain to her as the distant wails of a firetruck cuts through the night. "I wasn't clean with my trail."

She simply cries.

"The mayor." She whispers. "This is my fault..."

"Our plane leaves in an hour." You continue, ignoring her. "We'll have to head to the airport in ten minutes."

Whitney shakes her head, but you smile regardless.

"For now, we can sit and watch." You say quietly, your heart filled with love as you pull her into you.

You whisper into her smelly fur,"After all, this fire is a testimony of our love."

A firefighter decides to extinguish the fire at that exact moment. The sudden darkness catches everyone off guard.

You blink.

Whitney disappears.

You are alone.