Your Devotion - Slashers x Reader [Book Two]

[Chapter 58: "Welcome Home"]

"I take it that I'm not receiving the same "pleasant" welcoming, then...?" Hannibal interjected with slight amusement; a small bit of devilishness colouring his tone after watching your friendly interaction with Norman beforehand.

"No, I...I'll always welcome you back...!" You panicked in alarm, switching your attention from Norman to the psychiatrist without further delay. "So-uh, welcome home...! I-um, I hope you had a lovely day today too, and—"

Before you could properly finish, Hannibal took a step or two closer and cradled either side of your face with both hands; his charming characteristics coming into play while he purposely caused you to blush. "And a welcome home to you also, mio fiorellino." He murmured lovingly against your lips, his thumbs stroking your skin with the utmost of care as he soothingly spoke. "I certainly hope we didn't make you wait for too long, or force you to feel lonely in said regard."

"Oh no, no...! I promise you that you didn't...!" You nervously reassured, shooting Hannibal a shy smile whilst you held his shoulders and tried your best to ignore your thumping heartbeat. "I mean, I spent the rest of the afternoon with Michael and Pennywise."

"Oh? Well in any case, I pray those two didn't cause you any...unnecessary trouble. After all, I've noticed IT can become unusually excitable from time-to-time, and when it comes to his...overwhelming obsession towards you - Michael's tendencies can also become rather...overpowering." He cautiously responded; his tender tone shining with slight worry while he continued to carefully caress your cheeks.

"Oh don't worry, I had a blast with them." You commented cheerfully, your smile widening as your mind swivelled back to your previous game of Hide 'N' Seek. "So far, so good."

"A...blast...?" Picking up on a particular word, Hannibal calmly echoed your explanation; your heart dropping through the floor when you realised how vulgar that might sounded to someone like him.

"(Y-Y/n), Y...Y-You...CAN'T mean that...! C-CAN you-!? You...You can't mean to tell us t-that...t-that you actually—" Sobbing into the palm of his hands, Norman started to shake and lose control again; his mental health and overall emotions depleting within seconds.

"No, no, no...! W-Wait a moment-! Please, please wait a moment...!" You anxiously bursted out, "That's NOT what I meant...! I-Well, I suggested a simple game of 'Hide 'N' Seek', and that's all...!"

"O-Oh..." After wiping his eyes, Norman suddenly brightened up; shooting you a happy-go-lucky smile before he flung his arms around you and snuggled into the crook of your neck. "S...So you were just...just playing 'H-Hide 'N' Seek' before...?"

"Y-Yes! I was...I was..." You sighed in relief, curling your arms around his body in return and trying your best to comfort him. "It was just me, Pennywise and Michael, playing a simple round of 'Hide 'N' Seek', y'know...?"

"O-Oh, phew." With a sigh of his own, Norman breathed out and nuzzled closer to you; feeling happy once more. "S...So who won...? D-Did you come out on top-?"

"Naturally." You declared proudly, recalling the previous game of 'Hide 'N' Seek' and thinking back to what happened.

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