Monday 12th, October

(Y/n) seemed more at ease as she could finally walk around the compound without the looming threat that the bruises would be discovered by the rest of the household. As she walked down to the stairs, she noticed the intellectual at the entrance of the house, seemingly waiting for another person's presence. "Ah! (Y/n), I was hoping you would come." The girl gave the boy full regard as she went up to receive his news. "Ryo, Alex and I will be going to school today. Since I want to keep Alex and Jin away from each other for now." He whispered out the last sentence, mindful over any passing ears that might over hear their conversation. "So I'll be leaving you with Ren, Jin and Bako for today. You think you'll be alright?" He gave her a concerned look before she nodded in agreement over the choice, appreciating that her two assailants won't be bothering her for the day.

"Yeah, thank you." The boy gingerly patted her head in a comforting manner and shot her a quick, relieving smile.

"You're welcome. Ryo and Alex went ahead of me so I'll be going now. I'll see you after school." The pair waved their goodbyes to one another, leaving the girl to her own resources.

(Y/n) began making her way up the stairs to her room, finding no other distraction on the first floor. Near the top of the stairs, a realisation came to mind as she slightly veered off her original destination and quickly walked to the musician's room. She gently knocked against the door before retracting and awaiting for the person to answer.

Ren appeared out of his room moments later, taking the girl by surprise at his worn done appearance. The dark circles under his tired eyes were saturated in their ebony tint, and even his skin seemed unhealthily frail. "Ren, are you alright?" The boy seemed to not haven noticed the girl's presence until she spoke out, and gave a flimsy smile to greet her.

"Since you came to visit me by your own free will, I'm more than happy." The female nodded, still holding a suspicious gaze towards the boy.

"You look tired, have you been able to sleep lately?" The female inspected his fatigued appearance and noticed the boy having trouble even standing upright.

"Well, not exactly. I've been having nightmares for a while now so I guess it's really been tiering me."

"Nightmares?" The girl tilted her head to the side at the reasoning, before the boy gave her a lamenting look and a saddened smile.

"Just some bad memories..." (Y/n) quickly realised what the deeper meaning behind the explanation was and scratched her head in discomfort for her intrusion.

"Oh, sorry...wait, those sleeping pills you gave me." She shot the male a surveying gaze before he shrugged off the hypothesis.

"It's alright, you can keep them. I know how nerve wracking it must be to be in the environment you are in." However, the female shook her head in heavy guilt at the strain she had unintentionally put the male through, without even taking the boy's helping hand.

"But Ren, if you're seriously losing this much sleep, I'll give your pills back-" The girl was silenced as a finger was placed gently to her lips as a sign to hush her protest.

"Don't worry yourself about me. I'll go buy another bottle today anyway." The female sighed with slight ease until another concern came into mind.

"You're going out?" Ren nodded at her inquiry before tenderly positioning a hand to her waist and applied gentle pressure to leads her down the corridor along with himself.

"I'm taking Jin to the hospital today since that cut was way too deep for me to properly inspect. I managed to stop the b...bleeding, but he needs stitches and a proper analysis." He exhaled his nerves out before stopping in front of a door and knocking against it.

"Are you going out now?" The dark haired boy bobbed his head in a confirming reply before the door opened to reveal a pained looking boy who was carefully messaging his wounded shoulder. As his eyes fell upon the girl, his expression immediately brightened at the sight of her.

"(Y/n), did you come to visit me?" The female gave him a positive nod. "I'm so pleased you're concerned for me. I'm just glad I can see you happy, (Y/n)." The boy caressed the female's hair in a loving manner, only to retract away as Ren harshly squeezed his injured shoulder to cease his warm touches towards the girl.

"Come on Jin, we need to go." He blandly spoke out before pulling the agonised boy by his collar.

(Y/n) followed the two boys down the stairs, occasionally sending Jin a sympathetic grin until three teenagers found themselves at the front door of the house. Ren helped his friend put on his coat before turning towards the girl with a reassuring gaze.

"You'll stay here with Bako for a while, alright? We'll be back in a few hours so I told him to keep a close eye on you." The musician leaned in towards the girl's face at an extremely close proximity and gave her a playful smile. "So don't try to escape again my muse." He leaned back to his normal stance and joined Jin at the open door. "Goodbye, (Y/n)."

"Bye bye (Y/n)." The girl waved her farewell to them and waited until the door closed, finalising their leave as the female was left in the silence.

'So it's going to be only Bako then...maybe this will be my chance to find a easier way to get out of here if I get him off my back for a while.' She exhaled as thoughts swirled in her head, and turned around to leave the scene, only to bump into a wall that wasn't here a second ago. 'What the...-?' (Y/n) nearly jumped back as she stared up at the tall boy that seemingly appeared without making a sound to indicate any footsteps or even breathing.

The girl stared up at the male and felt her heart sink at the twitching, unstable smile he was giving her. The boy's pupils seemed to have constricted since the last time she had seen him and even the atmosphere around him gave her a shaking sensation in her gut, and felt her skin unpleasantly tingle.

"Hello (Y/n)." His voice seemed disgustingly sweet with a syruped and smooth undertone.

"H-hi..." The girl gulped at the extremely edgy appearance surrounding him, and could feel her voice slipping away at the unfamiliar behaviour the boy was exhibiting. (Y/n) stood at a standstill with the male before her uneasiness got to a point that she needed to isolate herself from the boy's noxious air. "I'll go-"

"Wait!" The male grabbed the girl by the elbow and squeezed the joint with relentless strength. "C-come to my room. I want to do something." (Y/n) began tugging against his grip, cautious from the rising worry towards his action.

"I want to go eat so let me go." Bako released her only to latch onto the girl's shoulder.

"Ok, let's go eat then!" He roughly pulled her towards the kitchen, nearly dislocating the bone in her arm. She staggered into the dining area and was nearly skidded towards the counter. "What would you like to eat?" He nearly shoved his face towards the stunned female.

"Uh-uhm, I would like toast with jam?" She wasn't sure she wanted that breakfast combination in particular but needed an excuse to distract the boy from clinging to her. The male took out the bread and began making preparations for toasting the goods, until he sensed the presence beside him slowly disappearing.

"Where are you going, (Y/n)?" The female winced at the boy's realisation and slowly walked backward with an innocent look to her face.

"Nowhere, just wanted to go get the jam." She begrudgingly walked towards the fridge to retrieve the fruity substance. She strolled up to the watchful boy, mindful of her distance and took a cooked piece of bread to spread on the substance.

"I'll do that!" Bako grabbed the open jar of jam and began pulling it towards him, trying to take it away from the girl.

"B-Bako, I can do it myself."

"Please, I insist!"

"Bako let go! You'll make a-" As the jar was tipped left and right, a large amount of the syrup spilled onto the girl's hand, forcing her to let go of the container, and settle it in the boy's hands, "mess...ugh! Damn it man, what was that all about-?!"

Before the girl had a chance to speak out her annoyance, the boy grabbed her dirtied hand and brought it up to him. (Y/n) was rendered speechless as he stuck his tongue out to run it along the female's sticky fingers, collecting the sweet substance and ravishing in the taste of her skin. The female's voice disappeared for that stunned moment and had to do a retake of the situation to fully believe what was being performed.

"What the hell man?!" She shouted out her panicked enquiry and ripped her hand away from the male's hold, placing herself at a safe distance from the boy.

"I'm sorry! Did I scare you?!" He strode over to the alarmed female, only to have her push him back.

"Don't do that! What's gotten into you, Bako?!" She shot him an accusing glare before pacing towards the door to depart from the deluded boy.

"Don't go!" Bako caught up to the irritated female and grabbed her by the waist. "Please come to my room! I need to show you something!" His panicked and agitated tone didn't sit well in the girl's mind as she firmly shook her head in denial, and tried to struggle out of his iron hold.

"Damn it, get off! I...I want to go to my room!" She felt her body being released from the boy's grip and noticed him backing up to allow her space. 'Eh? Is he going to let me be, now?' She eyed the restless male suspiciously before making her cautious way towards her room, feeling his presence lingering behind her. 'What is he doing...?' She sent him occasional suspicious glances, only to see him walking at a distance behind her.

"Can I please come into your room?" She cringed at the request and sadly shook her head to reject his companionship.

"Sorry, but I would like to be alone for now." In any other case, there was a higher chance she would allow the usually collected boy to keep her company, but based on his odd behaviours, she felt on edge whenever he was around her. As the girl neared her room, she felt a relieving sensation at the nearing solitude she would place herself in, before she sensed a hand weaving itself around her waist and lifting her up to pull her inside the neighbouring room. "Bako, what-?!" As she entered the male's room, she was nearly thrown towards the clatters of papers upon papers. After the girl stumbled to the ground and was left to sit on the floor, she took notice of the piles of drawings scattering the area, completely covering the carpet like a blanket of sketches. "W-what the hell...?" As she took a proper look at each one of the pencilled art, she recognised the girl in each one as though she were looking into paper mirrors. "I-is this...?" She dared not finish her question, too afraid to hear the answer.

"I can't sleep (Y/n). Every time I close my eyes I keep seeing your image. And usually these brain worms would go away if I spend some time drawing them but...no matter how hard I try, no matter how painful my hands get, I can't get your image correct." The boy stepped inside the room to reach for a box that was placed to the side of the doorway. "No matter how hard it try to replace or satisfy these urges, it just gets worse...I want to touch you, I want to hear you, I want to hold you. And even these can't gratify me anymore."

The male threw the box towards the girl, plopping it down in front of her, bewildered lying form. (Y/n)'s hands shook as she took the package and looked back at the boy to confirm her permission to look inside. She swallowed the built up lump in her throat, unsure if she even wanted to see what it holds, until eventually unwrapping the tape that sealed it, to open the box and reveal its contents. "W-what is this...?" She took hold of the fabric that laid inside. The female took the clothing out to confirm it to be a shirt she had taken off days ago, but disappeared before she can put it away. Her hands shook as her grip on the fabric loosened, and looked up at the deranged male that was watching her with a longing expression.

"It still has your scent on it. Every time I would take it out and smell it, I feel your presence (Y/n). Your sweet aroma. So amazing~" (Y/n) felt nauseous as her mind began spinning until she looked back into the box to spot another item.

She stuck her hand inside to grab onto something small and thin, and emerged with a pencil that only slightly played on her memory. "This is..."

"I remembered you using this pencil to draw when you first came to properly spend time with me. Since it was an object of my possession that touched your skin, there was no way I would just leave it be." The boy seemed uplifted as he reminded himself of the small treasures he would run his hands against to sense the girl beside him.

(Y/n)'s vision blurred as tears of fear began clouding her eyes and mind. She stuck her hand back inside the package to pull out the last contents, an item much softer and sleeker than the previous objects. "Oh my god..." She looked at the (h/c) coloured long strands that were held together by a piece of string and felt her throat dry up. The female shot her quivering hand around her head to feel for uneven locks of hair, desperately trying to deny the identity of the souvenir.

"You're a very heavy sleeper (Y/n). I didn't want to disturb you so I took what I had come for. I hope you don't mind. I've always loved running my hand through your hair, it gives my fingers this pleasant tingling sensation. It's just that I love the texture and sensation...so smooth and cushiony. It helps me control myself...at least to some degree...what's wrong (Y/n)?" He looked over at the shivering female.

The girl's hands uncontrollably trembled and her palms became sweaty as she held onto the lock of strands, her lungs burning from the deprivation of oxygen as she dared not take a breath and break the tension that had been building up. "Sick...t-this is sick...why would you show this to me...?" She lifted her terrified gaze towards the boy who was till standing at the doorway, carefully taking in the girl's form.

"Because I want you. I want you to help make these urges go away. All that's been on my thoughts constantly has been only you, (Y/n). I can't stop this...My brain won't make your image go away. No matter how much I draw you, there's something I can't duplicate. There's something only you have that can't be recreated...and I want it." For the first time since the girl had found herself in the room of horrors, the boy made strides to approach her quivering, unsteady form.

"No! Get away from me!" She screamed out her fears and ran to the farthest side of the room, knowing her chances of sprinting past the large male and out of the door were close to impossible. "Don't come near me!" However the boy proceeded his approach with a contrasting, gentle smile to accompany his unsound mind.

"(Y/n), don't be scared. I'm not going to cause you any harm." The towering boy had fully enclosed the girl against the wall.

"Please, don't..." Her voice was barely a whisper as intimidation took over from his provocative gaze.

"'Don't' what? I'm being gentle, aren't I?" The male pressed his lips to the girl's brow, forcing the female to reflexively squirm.

"Don't touch me!" She shot her fist out to strike the boy in the chest. As her curled fingers contacted his rib cage, the female was stunned to see the male seemingly unfazed by the attack as her hand might as well have punched a steel beam. 'W-what the...-that did nothing to him...what is this guy made out of?!' She traced her frightened gaze towards the smiling boy.

Bako took the female's hand that was still compressed against his body, and placed it against his face. "These gentle hands aren't meant for attacking you silly girl." (Y/n) felt her stomach turn over as the boy began rubbing her palm against his cheek, cherishing in the feeling of her flesh against his.

The female yanked her joint out of his hold and proceeded to slap the boy across the face. As he was left in a moment of stunned stillness, the girl took the chance to bolt for the open door, the boy following at her heels as the pair both pushed past the door frame. (Y/n) had her most productive choice of escaping through the corridor blocked off by her captor.

Having her way obstructed by the large boy, she headed for her room for a hopeful cover from danger.

"(Y/n), are we playing a game?" He walked towards the door and attempted to get inside the room, only to be restricted by the stiff handle. "Oh I see. If that's the case I know exactly what I want if I win." (Y/n) distanced herself from the entrance and looked around to try and find any furniture that could help hamper the male from opening. "If I win can I have a minute to hug you?" The girl was shaken to the core as a strong thud came from beyond the frame of the door, indicating the boy's attempts in breaking the blockage down. "If I win can I have you sleep over in my room for one night?" Another impact came that shook the entire frame of the doorway. "If I win can I have a small kiss?" (Y/n) was paralysed as the third harsh collision began to weaken the hinges. "If I win, you'll let me love you."

A/N:
So I just wanted to shoutout this lovely person -xDeadx-  for creating another amazing piece of artwork quite a while ago.

Finally have the chance to show this awesomeness out and I'm just so happy this much time and effort has been put to support my silly story. Really is amazing to have great readers like this. I might do an occasional shoutout for heartwarming fanart like this once in a while. Thank you so much and I'm seriously happy to have my story being enjoyed by brilliant readers. ♡