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As you walked through the store, you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching you. You looked around yourself, trying to see anyone hiding.
You saw nothing. But you still felt eyes on you.
No matter where you went, you felt like you were being watched. You looked behind you while you were driving.
No one in particular was looking your way. The person behind you was only looking ahead at the road; where he should be looking.
You snapped back and looked ahead quickly, almost hitting someone. “Hey! Watch where you’re driving!” The man yelled.
What you didn’t know was that the man you almost hit was the one watching you.
When you got home, the feeling of being looked at left. You calmed down, finally having a moment of peace before you left for a fancy diner you were going to.
You looked beautiful. A silky, red dress, a white pearl necklace, dark red lipstick, as dark as blood.
As you entered the restaurant, that feeling of being watched didn’t matter to you. You knew everyone was looking at how stunning you looked.
You sat down at your reserved table and waited for a server to arrive as you read through the menu.
You admired the restaurant, taking in its beauty.
You met eyes with someone gazing at you, smiling as if they had a crush on you.
You looked at his features, messed up black hair, a white sweatband, and a standard black suit with a red tie. His shoes did not match the rest of his attire at all. They were running shoes.
You noticed he had a small leather sheath, most likely with a dagger inside.
He noticed you and raised himself up a bit then quickly looked away, attempting to make you think he was looking past you.
You realized it was the man you had almost killed whilst driving.
You were about to get up and confront him in front of the entire restaurant, but the waiter came to your table.
“What would you like, miss?” The waiter asked.
“Just water, please.” You replied, confused.
“Creep.” You muttered under your breath.
“What was that, ma’am?” The waiter inquired.
“Oh, nothing, sorry.” You told him, glaring at the man who was glaring at you again.
He had a hood hidden in his suit, he lifted it up to hide himself.
You drank your water and quickly left.
You ran behind the building, hopefully able to lose the man watching you.
You glared behind you, making sure he wasn’t following you.
As you turned forward, you fell into the same guy except this time he was wearing a hoodie with his hands inside the bottom pocket with a smug look, glaring down at you.
“Leave me alone, creep!” You yelled.
What you didn’t realize was that you two were cornered.
3 men with knives approached you two.
“Give us what you got, and we’ll try to leave you two alone.” One of them said.
“Are you gonna do something or stand there with that stupid smug look on your face-”
You were cut off.
“Sapnap.” He said.
“What?” you asked.
“The name’s Sapnap.” He finished.
“This is really not the time for introductions, creep.” You told him.
“Not smart to be rude to someone with a weapon.” He spat, teeth gritted.
Sapnap pulled out a dagger, flipping it through his fingers.
“Now I suggest you 3 scram before I dice you like onions, except only your mothers will be crying, not your fathers though, because that’s me.” Sapnap told the 3.
They didn’t listen and walked towards you and him.
Sapnap walked towards them making numerous references to shows you haven’t heard of, stabbing them one by one. They all fell to the ground, bleeding out.
He turned towards you, wiping blood from his lips.
You raised an eyebrow at him. “Don’t you worry that they’ll find your fingerprints on the weapon?”
“I always take that into account, so I use gloves.” He told you, taking them off and putting them into the pocket of his pants. “Surprisingly easy when you go to a place where that's common.” He glared at you.
“Although I would love to stay and chat with you, I’m afraid you’ve seen too much, my dear.”
Sapnap walked towards you, he acted like he was going to kill you.
But instead, he put you to sleep by pressing a nerve on your body.
You woke up on a couch, unbound, not even a sign of being tied up.
“Good morning, princess.” Sapnap stood in front of the couch and sat down.
“Like the place? Just made renovations on it.”
You looked around. The place wasn’t exactly grand, but it was cozy.
You were confused. He wasn’t psychotic like you thought he was. He didn’t exactly kidnap you, more like took you to his place to keep you safe.
You stood up and he didn’t even react. He just moved aside and let you walk around.
You looked at the pictures around his house.
There was one picture in particular that stood out to you.
It was a picture of Sapnap with his father in front of your old home.
“Is this your father?” You asked him.
He grabbed it lightly from your hands. “Yes. But we don’t talk about him.” he sighed, walking away and placing the picture on its face.
“What happened?” You asked the melancholy man.
He turned to look at you. “Killed him when I was 9. Cut his head off with a circular saw.”
“Oh no! That’s the worst accident I can think of.” You started to sympathize with him.
“Oh, it wasn’t an accident, I just kinda regret it now.” He said. “But he used to drive me insane. I couldn’t deal with it. I was 9 but I was twisted. Maybe that’s why my dog was in the oven but whatever.” He continued.
“So anyways, you hungry?” He asked, entering the kitchen.
“I just want a drink.” You told him.
Sapnap opened the fridge and poured you a glass of water.
You sat down on his leather couch.
The guy towered over you. Your heart skipped a beat when he wrapped his arm around you.
Despite the fact that he practically kidnapped you, this place was much more comfier.
8 months later and you moved in with him.
You entered the house with a bag of energy drinks, both for you and Sapnap.
Sapnap walked up to you. “Hey babe.” He kissed you on the cheek and took the bag from your hand.
As Sapnap took off your coat, you couldn’t help but wonder how long he had been watching you.
But that didn’t matter now. You were in love.