In fact he had a perfectly normal crush on you, despite his apparent having a partner.
That all changed halloween night- when you answered the door in just your risque pirate outfit, plush thighs displayed in criss-crossed squares.
Your face which until the door was fully opened was focused on the little black cat in the kitchenette corner turned a rosy shade of red as your darkened eyes widened in surprise.
“Ryan-” You’d stuttered over his name, a deer caught in headlights look over your face, “I thought you were (B/s/f)!”
You’d been too engrossed in inner panic to notice his brown eyes darkening, as an excited look crossed his face.
“(Y/n!), you shouldn’t just answer the door like that! Who knows what could be on the other side!!” He’d exclaimed, eyebrows furrowed in an obviously worried fashion. Nothing would look off on his face, if not for the slackened look of the rest of his face and the predatory squint to his eyes.
His whole display read normal to you- just a friend worried about their other friend being hurt by a stranger. You were so taken by the ordeal that you missed all the red flags as you consoled him that you didn’t mean to and it was a one time thing. The dark look in his eyes as they swept over your chest smothered by the corset, plush tissue spilling out. As you went to reassure him further by wrapping your arms around him, you wrote off the hand brushing the tops of your thighs as one of his awkward self-societal cues.
On the other hand, Ryan’s mind was going at a thousand thoughts a second as you didn’t push away his hand settling lightly over fishnet covered thighs. He almost fainted when you didn’t push him away when his hand began inching up your skirt.
He had completely droned your voice out, everything he wanted to do with you was racing through his head. His hands had just began inching more westward when you pulled your body back, repeating his name a few times as you asked if he was okay.
And just like that you’d become his darling.
Ryan can’t wait to bring you home, love.
ok so I'm really high rn and I got to thinking about my crush and how he'd act like if he was a yandere adn I fell in love w another oc, so thank you mrs. marijuana. (she's a misses bc I married her <3)
also my cat apparently heard I was goin to smoke weed bc he said oh this bitch getting high? me too and busted his fat ass into his catnip baggy. also august takes no blame for having left the cat weed on the fridge, nuh uh.
anyway I'm going to enjoy my high as I attempt to play cod:mw2. anyone w a playstation hmu !! I wan friends
