Your Devotion - Slashers x Reader [Book Two]

[Chapter 2: Dramatic Dream]

"Oh, (Y/n)~" Your mischievous boyfriend purred into your ear from behind; curling his arms around your waist before hauling you into a very tight hug. "Miss me? Because I missed you~"

"I was gone for about an hour." You dryly remarked, ignoring your thumping heartbeat and the dark shade of pink that coloured your cheeks. "So don't even try that on me."

"I wasn't trying anything. You just look a little...agitated there, that's all." Freddy commented innocently, resting his chin atop your shoulder and nuzzling it into the crook of your neck as he acted seductive.

"Maybe I look a little agitated because I had to deal with the crap from earlier and I'm exhausted...ever stop to think about that?" You raised your eyebrows and allowed sarcasm to shine straight through your tone; hating how easy it was for him to pick-up on your embarrassed emotions.

"Nobody said you had to admit your feelings to everybody before." The dream demon pointed out in a really condescending fashion, his warm breath fanning against your neck whilst your blush brightened considerably. "You could've just confessed to me and been done with it."

"Hey, there's no way I could've done that to the others—!"
"—After all, I wouldn't have minded~"
"Well, of course you wouldn't have!"
"Aww, what's wrong, princess~?"

"You're what's wrong!" You huffed in frustration, breaking free of his hold and spinning around to face him full-on. "Honestly, sometimes I think you behave like a jerk on purpose, y'know that?"

The Springwood Slasher merely grinned at your outburst, his amusement growing as he snatched up your right wrist with his left and yanked you back. "Who gives a fuck what you think?" He maliciously mocked - brushing your insult off like it was nothing while still pressing your buttons.

"I do!" You argued firmly, flashing him a fierce glare in return and standing up for yourself. "So watch how you speak to me. Got it?"

"Mm...Maybe I'll think about it." Freddy lazily responded, his hold on your left wrist tightening considerably while his bloodstained claws caressed the side of your face creepily. "Or maybe I'll just show you how much you mean to me~"

"Show me...?" Confusion flooded through your thoughts as you echoed his words - curiosity distracting you from your current aggravation. "And just how are you going to do that...?"

His sharp, metal fingernails stopped cradling your left cheek and decided to start stroking through your (h/c)-coloured strands of hair instead; his flirty movements making you feel extremely flustered. "Depends on how you want me to do that~" he wickedly retaliated, moving his head to lean against yours and get extremely close.

"Oh please." You rolled your eyes, "As if you cared enough to actually comfort me in a loving, boyfriend-girlfriend way."

"What, you don't trust me?" The demonic killer replied in a fake-hurt tone - trying to appear somewhat harmless.

"Would you trust you...?" You shot back with an are-you-serious type of attitude, your heavy heart now speeding up after his gloved hand ran through your locks of hair.