~A Manor of Desire~ Identity V x Reader One Shots/ Lemons/ headcanons

~How to say 'I Love You'~ Aesop x Fem! reader

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Aesop carl.

He's always so quiet.

He's always alone..

I wonder if he prefers it, being an embalmer and all.

After all, the dead don't gossip or bully. They don't ask nosy questions or invade personal space.

they just lay there, cold, silent.

Just like me...

I want to speak to him..

I want to be spoken to...

I want to tell him what i never had the chance to then...

Before it happened..

I wanted to tell him. I was going to tell him.

But he was gone.

Vanished without a trace.

I told myself he would come back...

I lied.

I began to blame myself.

Love

Imagine being torn limb from limb.

that's how it felt.

That's how I felt.

I felt like the very corpses he would prepare for the afterlife.

Empty, lifeless.

So I gave up.

Blood, Glass, stitched wounds.

I had no one to talk to, so i decided i wouldn't talk.

Stitched my mouth closed, for I new i couldn't mend my heart.

In the very place he worked, I drew my last breath.

A mansion..?

I'm dead though...

Opening the door with an ominous creaking.

I didn't care. 

A man, wait, Two?

Of chinese origin.

We stared at each other for a moment.

"You must be the new hunter"

his name was Xie.

he was kind.

His brother was his opposite.

Foil characters, i would say.

A single nod in reply.

I didn't speak.

I couldn't speak

I Wouldn't speak.

That was my vow.

Never again.

I preferred to distance myself from the others.

I had a new name.

Fan found it funny.

'Lost soul'

I didn't.

The frenchman is a flirt.

Go figure.

I avoid him.

I also avoid the ripper.