Jerome Valeska x Flirty(?)Hostage!Reader headcanons
A/N: Reader is a chaotic dumbass ho, like me but worse, donāt try this at home kids š¤š¼š¤š¼š¤š¼
Warning(s): Both fluffy and slight nsfw Flirting, Hostage situation, Jerome Valeska because he himself should have his own warning, I donāt know if it really counts here but uh⦠Stockholm Syndrome?
So Jerome is holding you at knife point at your place of work, on the one night you were left alone š
Heās ranting, giggling, doing his thing when he suddenly gets really close to your face
Heās about to threaten you when you just cut him off and say āYou have very pretty eyes, has anybody ever told you that?ā
Now Jerome is hella confident and a smug bastard, he always has a comeback for any insult. A joke or witty comment for any situation. But now?
Jerome.exe has crashed. However he regains his composure pretty quickly and ooh boy is he pissed. But heās still smiling because itās Jerome.
You whore, is this really your best attempt at staying alive?! He now has his hand wrapped around your neck, in an almost vice like grip.
āWell arenāt you sweet,ā shing, heās holding a switchblade to your cheek with his other hand now, ā I bet youād look very pretty tied up and left bleeding out in a warehouse, has anyone told you that?ā
You think for a secondā¦or at least pretend to look like youāre thinking.
ā No, but that does sound tempting, you seem like youāre good with your hands, Iād prefer if you took me to dinner first though. ā
Mmkay he needs a minute. What? No, heās fine! Thereās nothing wrong with his pants either! At least that last comment was more his speed rather than something soft that made him feel warm and fuzzy for a second.
His grin had faltered for a brief moment, but it came back just as quickly as it had left. The switchblade has been set down gently on the counter and the hand that was once around your neck is now gently grasping your chin.
āIām gonna let go of you so that we canā¦ā he looked you up and down,ā go get some dinner, talk a little more, all that jazz.ā His voice is very low but he has that grin on his face that is just soā¦loud, in comparison.
āButā, ope the grin is gone and heās talking to you through grit teeth now š¬š¬š¬ ,ā the minute you try to run or I hear you scream-ā
āWhat about if Iām screaming your name?ā
A low and eerie chuckle erupted from him as he guided you by the waist towards the back door. āOh, Doll, I can already tell weāre gonna have so much fun together, so what are ya hungry forā¦?ā