Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Wishmaster x reader (part 5)

(I've once again gone bonkers and wrote a long ass chapter)

Your eyes tiredly rolled in your skull, pushing open your eyelids. You couldn't keep the annoying noise out anymore. You smacked around your bed table, tapping your phone. It wasn't making any noise...
Wait... this isn't just any noise. This is a crowd chatter. You got up from your bed, feeling almost every single bone in your body crack and went towards the window. When you looked out, you panicked lightly. You saw yellow tape, people standing on the outside of it.
Ah fuck someone found Buck's nasty corpse and called the popo's.
You felt the panic slowly brewing in your gut. You slid down your window blinds, wanting to make sure noone could see you.
I mean... you didn't kill Buck, Wishmaster did. He killed him. But who was gonna belive a fairytale like that?? A charming, evil djin killing for you wasn't belivable at all.
You had to get out of the apartment, they will surely question everyone and you were no good at lying.

Small timeskip
Okay fuck, after a while you managed to get a bag filled with some basic stuff. You decided to head out across your town to a small hotel. You'd spend like three or four days there until the situation peaces out and then you'll return home like nothing ever happened.
Because nothing did right?
You stuffed yourself into a hoodie and opened up your window. Thank god your apartment wasn't at the top or you wouldn't have any way out. You threw the bag out your window and then you threw yourself.
The landing was a little hard, you weren't really an athletic person so you didn't stick it really well.
You found that your pants got ripped on a trashcan. You kept a moment of silence for your pant and then got up to go.
You felt very uneasy, seeing as you're litteraly an acomplice of a criminal and you're litteraly running from the police.
Speaking of the criminal... you wondered when he would show up. He surely knew you left your apartment. I mean, it's a fucking djin, he probably knows everything.

You saw a couple of dark spots hit the ground. At first your darkened mind thought it were droplets of blood, but it turned out to be just raindrops.
Wait... raindrops!
You looked up at the sky, seeing the foul grey color stir up. A couple more dropplets fell down to earth.
'Shit...' You thought to yourself. You were gonna have to sit this out somewhere. You brought your hood up and trotted foward a little. You saw an alley that you could hide in until this passed. Sure the water would still go on in, but it was better than standing on the street.
The alley smelled bad and was shady as hell, but whatever... you'd just have to wait for a short while
You went in a little deeper, slowly getting consumed by the dark.
You noticed you attracted unwanted attention. A man that was leaning on a brick wall noticed you, and imidiately stood up, he looked to his left and behind you.
You tuned sideways so you'd have him in your vision. You saw him slowly stride towards you. Your eye spotted another figure, much taller, walk behind the first guy.
He aproached you, and imidiately started talking.
"Give me that bag and nothing's gonna happen to you" He grabbed onto your bag's ear, pulling it off your shoulder.
The rain intensified.
"No! Get lost!" You pulled back, not wanting to give up your shit that easily.
"Let go damn it!" The guy shouted lightly.
The man that walked behind the one you were having a pulling contest with, finnaly aproached. He grabbed the smaller individual by his shouler, pulling him right off.
"That's no way to talk to a lady..." A familiar voice purred from the dark.
"That's no way to talk at all..." The voice said again, before the small man reached inside his own mouth, tearing his tongue out of it's place and spilling an unimaginable amount of blood out. He tugged out of the taller man's grasp and started running away, shouting in pain and calling for help in a muttery way.

"Good god mistress, I can't leave you alone for a while. I come back to find you with another man..." The djin grinned, stepping out of the dark, his rough skin being lightly covered in rain water. You dropped your bag to the ground, being genuenly happy to see Wishmaster. You had an awkward smile on your face.
His expression seemed to be satisfied. He was happy to see you too.
"What, not even a thank you?" His words woke you out of your staring.
"Shit yeah, thanks. I don't know how bad that could've ended if it weren't for you" You shyly smiled, brushing some wet hair to the back of your hood.
Wishmaster looked you up and down, probably making sure nothing happened to you. He took a notice of your ripped pants. "Did that worm do that?" He growled quietly, tilting his head as he looked at the hole.
"O-oh, no no no that's me, that's all me. I uh..." You mentaly facepalmed yourself. You'll have to explain you ran from your home because of the murder.
"I uh... I ripped them on a trash can..." You muttered.
The djin sighed. "Mistress please, I can fix this easily..." He chuckled, snapping his fingers.
You looked down, seeing that the pants were looking brand new.
"Gee, thanks! Wait... that doesn't take my wish away does it?" You asked.
"No no no... this one is on your servant again" Wishmaster reasured you.
"Why is almost every other wish for free? You seemed very rough on your rules and now you're breaking them..." You asked with a smirk, setting the big bag on your shoulder again.
The djin didn't really know himself. Or maybe... he didn't want to know. In the back of his skull, he knew he liked you. You were apealing to him. Visualy and as a person.
He gave you free wishes because he wanted you to like him back...
He thought that if he'd do things for you, you'd fall back...