To clarify, the reader only knows Jimmy/Hugo as Jimmy, so even though most of this can be said it is Hugo, she's gonna call him Jimmy.

Thank you to LostGravez  for requesting this! 

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It was raining that night as I entered the hotel, shivering from the cold. I had gotten into an argument with my roommate and decided to leave for the night, luckily having the savings to do so.

"Ah, hello!" The man behind the reception desk greeted me enthusiastically. I smiled awkwardly at him, walking up to the desk. I noticed the soft classical music that played in the background which gave the lobby a blast-from-the-past feel.

"Hello, can I get a room for the night?" He nodded, opening a ledger and running his finger along the words on the pages. "Of course, it will be £65 miss...?" Oh right, I should give him my name. "Y/n L/n, sir" I paid with my card, the machine loading as slow as molasses but I didn't pay it any mind.

"Well, Y/n, can I interest you in tonight's act? It's me, actually. I do a comedy act, you see. I do this comedy character, Hugo Punch, he's sort of this comedic sociopath really. Says the things you're not supposed to say, that kind of thing! Starts around midnight." Sounds exciting but with my day I just wanted to go to bed.

"I'm sorry" I started, looking at his nametag, "...Mr. Hall but I'm afraid I'm much too tired tonight. I'm sure it's an absolutely lovely show, though!" His smile faltered for a moment before returning to what it had been before. "Are you sure I can't twist your arm on this? I can even call up to your room if you'd like to make sure you're up."

An uneasy feeling rested in my stomach. There was something about his tone that made the hair on my body stand up. "I'm sorry Mr. Hall but I'm really going to have to decline, you see I had an argument with my roommate and it's left me feeling quite done for the day." He pursed his lips but said nothing more on the subject, dropping a heavy key into my palm. "Floor 2 room 204, Y/n. Just drop off the key in the box in the morning!"

I turned probably too fast and walked up to the elevator, pressing the button to go up. I could feel Jimmy's eyes on me but maybe it was just my nerves. Wow, he invited you to his comedy show and you think he's creepy. Good job, self. I cringed at the thought as I walked to my room.

I got myself set up for the night, plugging in my phone and setting the alarm for the morning. Crawling into the covers, I relished in the warm comfy blankets. Before I knew it, I was drifting off to sleep.

A looming sense of dread is what seemed to have woken me sometime later and that's when I noticed soft and deliberate footsteps nearing my room. Immediately I shot out of the bed, clambering to the bathroom and hiding behind the door.

I was grateful for my haste as the lock on the door began to turn slowly. Even in the dark of my room, I could tell it was the clerk from before, Jimmy Hall. He crept towards my empty bed and I made a break for it.

I could hear him behind me but I was just fast enough to keep out of reach. I neared the elevators but he was too close to stop fully. I decided to push the button and as it neared I could maybe make a lap or fake him out somehow.

I pressed the button and reached my first turn, left or right. I went left, cursing myself as I realized it was a dead end. I hid in one of the rooms to the left, praying that he didn't see which one I went into. He seemingly didn't because he walked into a room nearby and I quickly shot back out to the elevator, managing to get into it before going to the downstairs floor.

I tried to open the doors but they wouldn't budge, locked. I raced back to the desk to find a key and found a "Master Key 2" which didn't fit the door. Fuck.

I decided to explore the upper floors, maybe there would be a way out somehow. Starting at the first floor I quickly moved away from the elevators in case Jimmy was nearby and heard it. I was quickly proven right as I heard said man call out my name.

I moved faster and hid in one of the rooms, opening the door with the key I found. I watched through the keyhole as Jimmy passed slowly, staring at the door a moment too long. "I'm going to catch you, Y/n..." I stopped breathing. What did he even want with me?

Eventually my lungs caught up with me and I softly panted. I waited until I was sure he was far, before bolting in the opposite direction. If I could hide in the rooms and avoid him- then maybe I could find a way out.

Unfortunately for me, it was all too soon until I heard his voice again. This time I ducked into my room, since it was the closest. I watched through the peephole, but his words made me stop. "Y/n why don't you just stay with me? I'll treat you so much better than anyone else could. Just let me show you."

He was facing my door now, and I couldn't find it in me to say anything. Then he was closing his eyes, leaning against it. "Please, Y/n, come out." There was something in his voice, a sense of vulnerability. I was torn. I mean, all he did was break into my room, maybe he was just waking me up for the show? Yes he's creepy, but maybe he doesn't know better.

I reluctantly unlocked the door, slowly opening it. We stared at each other, not really sure what to do. I timidly smiled at him. "So, what was this about you treating me better than my roommate?" He stepped forward, closing the distance between us. I couldn't help but step back, only to bump straight into the wall.

I was trapped against the wall at his mercy. However, instead of attacking me his hands moved to rest on my hips as he leaned in close to me, I could practically feel his breath on my lips. "May I kiss you?" He asked, and I felt like I was floating but I managed to nod.

He once again closed the space between us and it was like a live wire went through me. I felt positively electrified, bringing my hands up to his shoulders to hold onto. He tasted like mint gum, and he smelled of cinnamon. It was a weird combination, but I realized it really suited him.

He nipped at my lip so I parted my lips for him, allowing him access to my mouth. My brain felt foggy, all I could think was him him him. My lungs screamed for more air but I didn't give in until he leaned back ever so slightly so that our mouths weren't connected but our foreheads were.

I could feel his eyes on me, but I let mine remain closed. I was practically floating from his touch, it was simultaneously too much and not enough. Then he was kissing down my neck, nipping and sucking at my skin. I couldn't stop the pathetic whine that left my throat as he no doubt painted my neck in various blues, purples, and yellows. "You are mine, I'm just making sure everyone knows it. No covering these up, okay?" His tone was authoritative, I didn't have it in me to fight back so I nodded. Plus, I liked the idea of being his.

"Good girl, Y/n"