tw!stalking
you walked down the dimly lit street, after your long shift at the job you don't hate but you don't love. you knew he was following you even though you couldn't see him. just the image of his shadow creeping behind you made the hair on your arms stand.
finally the front door of your apartment appeared. you fumbled with your keys lazily, desperate to take a shower and go to bed. realistically that probably wouldn't happen though... not with Simon so close behind.
the front door was locked, and the water streaming from the shower was hot, and ready. beige and gray colored work clothes slip onto the bathroom floor. the tension in your shoulders calmed as the water ran over your body. thoughts of the earlier day played through your mind, daring to be hushed.
as the thoughts proceeded the quiet click of the front door spiked your heart rate. you already knew who it was, you weren't afraid. it was like a game, a game that thrilled you in unnerving ways.
a warm towel held your body as you stepped out of the bathroom. steam swirled through the hallway mixing with the scent of vanilla.
"did you break my lock this time?" you ask, stepping into the living room.
Simon stood in the shadows of the dimly lit apartment. "not this time angel." finally he stepped out of the darkness that surrounded him. tall, handsome, and fucked up. just how you liked him.
"when are you going to stop playing this game with me Simon?" you ask casually, one hand on your hip, the other holding up the towel.
"when you stop enjoying it so much doll." a crooked, captivating smile played on his lips.
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hiii, this is like my second story i've ever written. i definitely want to do more lol
