Feb 18
Y/N

I winced as I felt him place me down gently.

I laid down on the couch

I gave out a pained groan.

"Do you have any medicine?" He asked.

I was surprised he didn't knock me out and take my stuff yet.

I shook my head.

"How about the powder I gave you last time?"

I furrowed my eyebrows confusingly.

"Yeah...? It's in my bedroom.."

He got up.

"To your left" I pointed my hand towards my bedroom.

He quickly jogged towards my room.

Almost in a snap he came back with the packet of suspicious powder.

He sat down carefully on the couch next to my foot and reached his gloved hands out towards my leg.

FUCK HES GONNA RAPE ME NOW.

I gave a cry as I kicked him with my leg that wasn't injured.

"Hey!" He said as he blocked my kicks with his arms.

Then he held down my leg with one hand.

"I'm just trying to help." He sighed "You're so strange. I'm not going to kill you"

I gave a relieved sigh.

"Sorry. I thought you were trying to take my pants off or something." I was still a bit on edge about him.

"I'm not like that. I would never be that cruel with any lady." He murmured.

"I need to put this on you" he raised up the small packet of powder.

"But... I thought you said I could just drink it?"

"Oh. I changed my mind" he replied

What?

I changed my mind...

What a great doctor!

I should totally trust this guy!

He reached over and touched my (uhm I forgot what we were wearing. Let's just say it was leggings HAHAHA) leggings.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

I felt a stinging pain as he rolled the pants over my knee.

"Ah." I groaned as I tried my best not to cry again.

I reopened my eyes to see my knee exposed to the cold air.

It was a bad scrape.

Dried blood was running down my leg.

I could see bruises all around my ankle up to my knees.

The rolled up leggings tightly squeezed on my thigh area.

It hurt like a truck.

"F-f*ck. Mr..." I softly called out his name as I tried to endure the pain but he was busy searching for something

"Sir..... Burger man!" I called out louder this time.

He turned his head.

"Yes? Is it too tight?" He asked.

"Yes...." I muttered

"What should I do?" He sighed

"Take my pants off."

"What?" He was clearly shocked by my words.

I covered my eyes with my hand.

"I said take off my pants. We're getting no where."

"Are you sure you're comfortable with this?" He asked

I sighed.

"No." I grumbled

He chuckled again.

His chuckles were deep and low. They send shivers all over my body.

It was like music to my ears.

He had a voice that could make every girl... or boy fall for him...... hard

"Alright." He whispered as I felt his weight lift off the couch.

"Where do you think you're going?!" I immediately took my hand off my face and glared at him, but soon regretted it.

He was just standing there trying to open the packet.

"What? Are you afraid I'll leave you all alone?."

His words rolled off his tongue smoothly.

Ohhh.

It was the most satisfying thing I've ever heard.

I could feel the same shivers attack me again.

Damn it Y/N.

Obsessing over a strangers SMEXY voice.

Wait what.

"No. You can go. It doesn't matter. I'll just rot here on this couch" I crossed my arms

"Because of someone COUFH COUGH" I gave a very exaggerated cough

"Maybe I should've just killed you" he hummed as he slowly got back into the couch and slowly crawled towards me.

I felt my entire body go still as I heard his words.

What?

His hands were on both sides of me.

My heart pulsed as I felt him get closer.

He purposely placed his knee on my uninjured leg so I couldn't move.

"Maybe I should've just gutted you when you were on the ground crying." He purred as he got closer and closer.

"Get off!" I shouted

He started to laugh.

"Joking joking." He got off me and sat by my foot again "Sorry. I couldn't help it"

He continued to laugh as I was paralyzed on the couch

I was contemplating if I was suppose to be feeling scared or aroused

What just happened?

He grabbed the waistband of my leggings and pulled them off my legs very carefully.

I was still frozen solid solid.

My blood had rushed to my cheeks.

My heart was freaking out.

I knew he could see my ugly underwear but I didn't care.

I was still trying to process everything.

He seemed to notice.

"Are you mad? I'm sorry" he apologized

I broke out of my trance.

"O-of course I'm mad! You just said you wanted to gut me alive" I tried my best not to sound flustered

He didn't seem to understand what he did to me

"Im sorry. My jokes are dark. This is probably why I'm better off alone" he said as he grabbed a tissue from the tissue box I placed on my coffee table.

He placed a bit of powder of it and dabbed it onto my wound.

He hummed a song as he did it.

I stayed quiet.

I stared at his mask.

Then at his clothes.

Then at his hands.

I was too scared to say anything, but....

Why was he always wearing his mask?

I saw a glimpse of his skin from his glove showing his wrist for a few seconds.

It was grey.

Of course I saw that his neck was completely grey, but wow... he went all in with his costume.

"Are you still mad?" He asked once again

"Yeah"

"What can I do to satisfy you?"

"Make me food"

"Done." He immediately said.

"What? Seriously?" I said in awe

"Of course. I would do anything to make the lady not hate me." He put away the tissue and powder, accidentally spilling a bit on the table.

"I'm done. Leave it on for the next 12 hours"

"Wait. You're making me food?" My eyes lit up.

I felt all my fear disappeared into WOW.

"Yes"

He got up

"Wow. You better not burn down the kitchen" I tried to sit up, but he pushed me back down

"Don't get up. "

"Dude. I need to get shorts. I'm in my panties in front of you"

"Well. I'm not bothered. Actually, the underwear you chose to wear today is delightful. Don't bully your underwear because of appearance" he stood up and walked back into my room.

I smiled at his JOKE

He came back and threw something at me.

It hit me in the face.

Dam.

"REALLY? These don't fit me! It literally falls right off me!"

"Aw...Too bad" he shook his head

"Okay. I'm gonna go through your kitchen now bye. Have fun sitting on the couch doing nothing"

He walked away.

"Hey! YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE MY KITCHEN IS" I shouted

".."

"HELLO??"

"..."

"BURGER MAN! DONT LEAVE ME HERE"

".."

"f*ckin as**ole" I muttered under my breath

Time skip

Time past and I was still on the couch.

I stared at the ceiling.

How much time had passed?

I'm betting 1000 dollars that he raided my fridge and left.

Jokes on him I only have like 5 things in my fridge

My leg was actually feeling better.

It hadn't hurt as much as before at least.

An aroma suddenly swirled around me.

What is that?

Wait.

Don't tell me he's actually cooking.

Then the smell got stronger.

I felt my stomach growl.

I heard foot steps.

Then behold.

Burger man came back and placed down several plates.

My eyes actually popped out of my head.

They looked delicious.

"WHAT THE HELL?? HOW... HOW DID YOU..."

"Shhhh. Just eat" he handed me a fork spoon chopsticks and knife.

"Thank you... thank you very much"

I was astonished by his kindness.

I took a bite of the first plate.

A humongous explosion of flavours erupted in my mouth.

I wanted to scream and run down the street crying because of how good it was.

The flavours blended together and mixed to create the best thing I've ever tasted.

I tried another dish.

It was soft as butter.

Oh god yes!

It melted on my tongue and bursted out savoury and slightly spicy flavours.

"Oh my god! This is so good! COOK FOR ME EVERYDAY HOLY CRAP" I moaned as I tried the next dish.

He laughed

Oh yessss.

This is the life.

"I'm glad you like it."

"Hey... Burger man... what's your name?" I asked as I was stuffing my face with food.

I knew it wasn't lady like but come on...

My house my rules

"Jack."

"Oh"

I almost spat out my food.

"What?... does my name not meet your expectations?"

I could just imagine him giving a cheeky grin

"No no..." I laughed

"Whaaaaaat?" He asked again

"Nothing nothing" I continued to consume everything in sight

"My name is Y/N" I said in between bites

"You have a gorgeous name." He whispered

"Shut up" I blushed

"Yes ma'am!"

Then he actually stopped talking.

I kept on eating.

He just watched me gobble up everything.

It was getting awkward.

"Okay okay. I allow you to speak again"

"Yes ma'am"

There was a silence as I ate again.

"I said I allow you to speak"

"Yes ma'am"

"..."

"Stop calling me ma'am"

"Okay my queen"

Queen?

My heart sped, but I slapped away the feeling as quick as possible

"No."

"Okay my king"

"No"

"Okay my lord"

"Ehh... no"

"Okay my dark lord"

"Yes. I like dark lord" I grinned "Okay. Jack."

"Yes?"

I took a deep breath in.

"How old are you? Where are you from? Where do you live? Who are you dressed as? Why don't you take off your mask?" I blurted everything out

"I am 20 (I have no idea how old he is 😂😂) I am from earth. I live on earth. I am dress as a person. I am ugly under this mask. I wouldn't want to bestow such a thing onto you" he responded

I gave a small applause for his amazingly detailed answers.

"Ohh. I'm also 20. By the way...Beautiful responses. Beautiful. Couldn't have said it better" I said

I finished the food as I took my last bite.

"I already saw your face. It's beautiful don't worry" I pat him on the back.

"Did you really?" He asked

"What does that mean?" I laughed "of course I did!"

"Oh really? What did I look like?" He asked

I stopped

Wait

I can't remember

I don't remember...

What??

What the hells going on??

"What the fu*k"

I must've been too tired..

His face is a blur.
...

"What's wrong?" He said with amusement like he knew what was going on

"Pshshshs. Nothing. Just a small brain fart" I gave a fake laugh

"You're weird" he chuckled

The door swung opened.

My eyes bolted to the door.

Sh*t

Brad.

His eyes were rock hard.

They locked onto me and Jack.

"Oh god.." I said with pure fear.

I placed my hands on my chest.

He's gonna kill me.

He's gonna kill Jack

I felt Jack pat me on the arm like a way of saying it's okay.

Did he notice?

Did he know I was scared?

"What the hells going on here?" Brad growled as walked in, slightly tilting to the right then the left.

He's drunk.

"Who the f*ck are you?" He pointed at Jack with a snarl.

Jack stood up.

I couldn't sense any fear from him.

I grabbed Jacks hand quickly.

He looked down.

"No.." I whispered as I begged him wth my eyes

Please don't.

I felt his body relax.

"Brads my..." shit.. I don't wanna say boyfriend.

I didn't want to.

It wasn't because I hated brad and wanted to beat him up.

It was because... of something else.

"Friend.." I whispered

Jack sighed.

"Sorry. I'll... leave" he mumbled

No.

Don't go.

"I'll see you next time... my dark lord" he whispered as he squeezed my hand and left.

He walked past brad and I could see that he purposely pushed him as he passed by him.

No.

Don't go please

Please.

Jack come back

Don't leave me here.

Brad growled and slammed the door when he was out.

It his stare could kill I'd be dead by now.

I'm scared...

Please come back.

Katnip

Next update: soon

Wow 2000 words.

These chapters have all been long lol