Ghostface Sends A Dick Pic
SUMMARY : Ghostface witnesses you run back to grab a medkit while actively being hunted. He thinks itβs cute.
TAGS : suggestive but no smut , mild gore , enemies to lovers if you squint
You ran, as fast as your feet could. You felt like you were gonna fall, your shoes were barely holding on to your feet. The cut on your arm was making it hard to hold up the Medkit in your hand, if you could just get to Yui, then it would be fine.
She wriggled and writhed, her body trying with all its might to unhook herself. You were close, and just as you got close enough to almost touch her, you heard it.
It was like a heavy breath, and then suddenly you were burning in pain, thrown back against the locker with inhuman force by Ghostface. You crawled, attempting to get as far away as quick as you could.
You see him there, inspecting the area around Yui for any kind of trap. He wandered off soon, seemingly deciding that you werenβt worth his time.
You walk to Yui, reaching up to slip her out off the hook. You struggled to fully unhook her for a moment, your hands still shaking from the close encounter. She thanks you with a hug, but her panting increased your worry. You reach for your medkit, prepared to heal whatever injuries that the hook had left her with.
Your worry raises upon realizing that ghostface had flung you so far from Yui that you had dropped the medkit from your hand. You wanted to tell her to wait, but it couldβve been a death sentence to speak too loud, so you gave her a reassuring hug and gestured for her to kneel and hide for a moment.
She did so, crouching behind a generator and beginning to repair it. You beginning searching through the grass for the medkit, hoping to god you would find it, although God hadnβt been very useful up to this point.
Yuiβs unsteady attempts on the generator could be heard, but she managed to correctly fix it, now she just crouched and waited for you.
You spot it, about 3 feet away from you, and you stand up, fully prepared to run for it, hearing the sounds of Kate finish her generator, meaning only one was left.
Jake wouldβve been a big help, but he snagged his leg on a branch and managed to get hooked early on. You shutter at the memory, even though youβve seen it a thousand times, and begin to go for it.
You are almost there until you Yuiβs shriek pierce the air around you. You whip your head around, afraid to see but knowing you have to.
Yui is limping away, hand pressed against the wound on her neck as she skips to you. βShitββ she says, calling your name in terror. Behind her is ghostface, Hes not speaking but you can see the fury in hiw he moves, wiping the blood clean from his knife and running to grab Yui.
You watch her sprint past, and you begin to run too. Yui is already gone, leaving you and ghostface. He had run after you, his hands ghosting your back as you zig zag without a thought to grab the medkit. He pauses his running, and you watch as he backs away, and turns to go after Kate.
The match ends with you and Yui escaping but Kate dying on the hook and Jake long gone before it had even gotten interesting.
You looked over, resting from the most recent match. You look over, as usual, there are killer staring and taunting. From wh edge of your eyes you can see ghostface, holding something in his hands. He gestures to you, then it. He plants it against the (extremely and oddly durable) fence.
You squint, eyes widening as you realize itβs a picture. But flipped around to where you can only see the back of it. You cautiously walk closer, you know very well the Entity doesnβt find enjoyment in harm coming to the survivors out of the rounds usually, so you arenβt scared. Well, at least not as much as you should be
To be honest, youβre excited. It feels wrong, well it definitely is. But honestly, you arenβt sure how much morality matters anymore. He slips his fingers through the gate, holding the folded picture like a cigarette, offering it to you as your form got closer.
You had tried to make your way past the gate once, in a fit of anger at Trickster. So you were aware of the stinging pain that came from crossing it. But also of the mildly numbing vibration that came with touching the fence. But, you could imagine that his fingers were tingling, and maybe burning since they were through the fence.
You shake the thought from your head, and grab the picture, quick and steady. You unfold the Polaroid, eyes taking in every detail. Itβs of Danny. That much you can tell. His mask is pulled up a small bit, only revealing a hint of collarbone. His pants are down, enough to reveal the curve of his cock, but the picture cuts off before you can see the tip.
You stare at it for a moment, then up at him. Then back at it. Then at him again. His face is obscured by his mask, but you can tell hes smiling. Heβs nearly vibrating in place.
You open your mouth to say something, but he shoves his hand through the gate, gripping your wrist. The gates affect is working, you can hear the sound of it burning him. He pulls away, but his point has gotten across. He is expecting this to be kept between you two.
You donβt want to nod, or say yes. But you hope slipping the photo into your pocket is an answer.
Your thoughts are confirmed when he grips the fence like heβll fall down without it.