"You're mine" - For @haviingfun
Send “You’re Mine” for my muse’s reaction to yours being possessive of them.
@haviingfun
Things had gotten back to normal. Well, fairly normal. Some things would never be like they were before, his hearing for one. The blow Chucky had dealt him in the warehouse had given him a concussion and he’d learned the hard way that concussions can cause hearing loss. KASLAN, despite claiming no responsibility for the Buddi 2 Launch Massacre, had been dealing with lawsuits and Karen had ended up with enough money from them to pay for Andy to get new hearing aids (better ones, no more feedback and fitting more comfortably in and behind his ears) and them to move to a new apartment.
He’d dropped off his keys in a dish on a side table by the door, his backpack beside the dining table so he could start on homework. Andy set his math book out first, wanting to get that done and over with but he paused before actually opening it. He could just… feel something was wrong.
Then he heard Chucky.
His blood ran cold and it felt as if someone had just grabbed his lungs and were slowly squeezing the air out. His grip shifted on his pencil, changing from ‘ready to write’ to ‘stabby time’ just in case he wasn’t imagining things.
