Stalker

I knew I had better things to do than watch the brunette doing he's homework, but I couldn't resist following the dot on the tracking device the agency had given to me. We met while I was robbing the bank, and he was presumably delivering food to the front office worker. Seeing how cute he looked I decided to harmlessly stick a microscopic tracker into the skin on his arms. Now I'm outside his window, ready with some rope in my hand, it was nice seeing him in his final moments at his house.

Warnings: kidnapping, (boyxboy)