Kaiser as my obsession and all I could ever live for in life. (Random thoughts in bed at night I want to express)
You weren’t necessarily the type to go out and party. You loved staying inside and rotting in your bed but at your age, it was rather a targeted weakness. You were conservative, only wore black and occasionally dark read and it was always baggy clothes that never allowed anyone to get a hint of those curves underneath.
You had no friends besides the fake friends that only stuck by you for copying homework or just for calculating prom dresses or makeup bags on the spot that they weren’t planning on inviting you to the events where they wanted to wear them.
Your life was a sad miserable ball that repeated its course day by day, week per week. Occasionally, some extreme bullying would take place such as pushing you around, giving you black eyes and other bruises or just downright saying the harshest words you could ever hear or say in existence to a human being on planet Earth.
At this point, you were so used to it, you rarely cried anymore….not until you looked at Michael Kaiser for the first time. Well, it wasn’t necessary a look, it was more of a glance through the hallway. A mere random glance around simply to entertain yourself with observances on who was there.
Michael Kaiser, Bastard München’s ace forward and star striker recently scoring hat tricks and signature goals, one of the most popular guys in the school and a manipulative womanizer whom, wherever he walked, got flocked and feathered by a bunch of girls and oh boy, did he enjoy the attention. His hair was blond with blue dyed edges like waves crashing into the sea at dusk, his eyes blue like the deepest ocean cave pearls you could ever find, and his body was athletic, hot, and built with determination, ego, and hours and hours of pain and suffering.
You didn’t care about any of the guys or girls here and you obviously knew he was toxic, you weren’t stupid. But something about his eyes just entranced you, like they were hypnotizing you into an oceanic abyss that you could never escape from.
And that was the day you met Michael Kaiser from afar.
The day after, you couldn’t get him out of your mind. He was everywhere in your head, in your thoughts, in your dreams and even in your hallucinations. Was his effect on people really that intense? You could get an introspect on how he really got girls flocking around him.
These random thoughts and dreams soon turned into obsession and love. You recognized, acknowledged, and studied every single thing and detail you could find about him, from the first strand of his beautiful mullet hair down to the laces of his neon green sneakers he always wears on the field.
You weren’t the kind of obsessive person to have a shrine or photos of him in your locker at school. If you ever did, you would have been caught and humiliated right on the spot with your poor reputation and status. You had one photo. Only one. One was all you ever needed or wanted. You kept it under your pillow and convinced your intrusive parents that you could make your own bed and clean your own room so they wouldn’t find the photo.
They were always so into your life, you never felt safe at home in your own rare privacy anymore. That one photo was him scoring his famous kaiser impact with his leg fully straightened, the ball going into the net perfectly, with the sun reflecting on his smirk and the goalkeeper’s shocked face at the right angle, and the crowd cheering from all sides of the stadium at his executive goal.
You had to trick the photographer of this image by taking it, promising to pay him if he let you print it at a negotiable price. After a while, he soon agreed and you did print out a photo but you gave the printed photo to him and kept the original one to yourself and payed him. After a few weeks, he hardly noticed anything since you also forged his own signature on the back. That meant the photo was officially yours now.
It was the only source of happiness you could ever get in your life. When you had a hard day at school, it would always be there under your pillow waiting for you to come cry to it or admire it or hug it wishing he was next to you. What kind of person would want to be next to you anyway? You push those thoughts out of your mind and head to school the next morning. You were at your locker, back turned to the hallway as you got your books for math class.
Suddenly you felt someone grabbing your hair and a snip. You Turn around, only to find kaiser smirking down at you with your hair in his hand. His beautiful eyes only looked even better from your angle despite his mocking tone. Him and his friends pushed you around and knocked you over on the ground as everyone laughed and recorded. Your hair was cut to pieces leaving an uneven ball of who knows what.
You grabbed your ears, clogging them with your hands to muffle thr laughter as you didn’t even bother looking up at your crush, let alone obsession who was smirking right down at you and saying the harshest things with his voice. But….his voice was majestic, like swimming in mountain seas with its silky and velvety demeanor.
You waited as they got bored and left and you ran back home, your hood over your head so no one could see the condition your hair was in. Your parents were still at work as you cut your hair evenly and lied down on your bed staring up at that same picture in your arms in a whole new light than before. He was cocky, arrogant, egoistic, and a bastard who would only bring harm and sadness in your life but as this point, you didn’t care anymore.
One night your fake friends invited you to a famous Halloween party as they sat there flirting with hot guys as you leaned against a wall in the corner looking at your drink as it swerved around in the cup. You glance once, your eyes searching the crowd for Michael as you find him talking to one of his friends with 2 girls all over him.
You glanced back towards your cup and continued swerving it since that was the only entertainment you would get tonight. You glanced one more time, then twice, then thrice but making it all subtle and even unnoticeable. He was smirking, enjoying his time and basking in the attention the girls were giving him. You wished you could be one of those girls, staring into his eyes all you wanted and holding onto his arm like a goddamn sloth who hangs off trees.
You needed a break. After your friends got drunk and forgot about you like always, you went to a random room upstairs and lied down on the bed and took long deep breaths knowing you were safe here for a few hours before the party died down. You heard a knock after an hour when you were feeling much more calmer, you opened the door expecting to find some drunk teenagers wanting to make out but found Kaiser…in his really hot vampire costume and those fangs…you just really wanted them to sink into your ne-your thoughts were interrupted as he spoke up.
“May I come in?”
You step aside, not saying a word, not yet at least. All you were wearing was a baggy black hoodie and jeans and boots. Damn, way to dress up for a party, Y/N. He moves past you sitting on the bed and crossing his legs, smirking at you as he puts his palm on his chin. You speak up, intrigued and not wanting another barber session:
“What are you here for?”
Kaiser chuckles darkly, a chuckle so entrancing it made you want to collapse on your knees right there and then.
“Listen, I know you like me. You didn’t make it obvious, that’s for sure but I know damn well you like me. You’re crazy about me. I didn’t recognize it at first when I cut your hair but tonight, I saw you glancing at me like I was a diamond in a sea of rocks. Care to elaborate for me, Prinzessin?”
That nickname. You wanted to collapse in awe but you were strong enough to push down your desires and explain.
“I just….something about you entrances me. I don’t know what it is, if it’s your eyes, your looks, your shitty infuriating personality but either way, I’m obsessed about you. You’re right, I am crazy about you but you know the reasons so don’t try to get me to explain you something you already know.”
Kaiser smirks, even wider this time and stands up from the bed, moving behind you and whispering in your ear.
“I have a proposition for you.”
His voice moves like silk in your ear, moving down your spine. He was breathing so heavily, you felt like drooling but held back.
“What is the proposition?”
“I’ll give you one night with me but you give me something in return. Set me up on a date with that friend of yours, Lizzy is it? And if you do, then we meet up at my place and have our own fun, deal?”
Of course he would be interested in Lizzy. She was popular, skinny, and she wore revealing clothes and acted dumb for boys to tutor her. She was crazy about Kaiser specifically. You didn’t think twice before saying it as long as you got something in return.
“Deal. I’ll do what you want with Lizzy and we have our own fun.”
Kaiser snickers mockingly and says:
“Great. It’s a deal then. See you around, Schätzen.”
He licks her ear subtilely, tasting her allowing her and himself a little spoiler of what’s to come soon. He slips his number into her pocket and leaves the room, winking back at her one last time before shutting the door. You stood there, frozen in shock and licking your lips feeling his taste on your ear. You reached into your pocket, feeling the paper with his number on it knowing you got a chance for your dream.
You left the party and the next Monday at school, you went up to Lizzy who was casually doing her makeup at her locker with your other 2 fake friends. You easily convinced Lizzy despite some condescension on her part that Kaiser wanted her. Lizzy cheered and left in a hurry to get changed, easily skipping school. You watched from behind a tree in the night as her and Michael went into a luxurious restaurant, laughing and having a good time.
You knew what he was doing with you was completely fake but just watching him laugh, even if it was hardly genuine, was something that made your anger boil. You watched after a few hours as he paid the bill and took Lizzy to a rose garden. Blue roses. His favorite. That sent a sharp sting to your heart. You knew better than anyone he loved blue roses. It still hurt he was showing them to someone else.
You went back home and sat in your room and after a few minutes, you got a message on your phone. You opened it seeing it’s Kaiser and you open the message to read.
“You did exactly what I wanted, better than I expected so I’ll make our little night together worth it. Meet me at my place at midnight. I’ll send you the address. Wear yourself something nice. See you then, Süße.”
You blushed like tomato and wore your nice crimson red dress with a slit in your thigh area going a bit high up. You wore some nice earrings and black boots in a fashionable style and went over to his place sneaking out the window to not alert your parents.
You stood in front of his mansion as you saw the window to his room was open. You climbed the tree and entered his room by the window. You looked around seeing the emperor bed with him shirtless laying on it on his phone. He looked up finding you, looking you up and down, checking you out shamelessly as he tossed his phone aside and gestured to you in a seductive manner, licking his lips.
You walked over to his bed, taking off your boots and sitting down next to him. He looked at you, still checking you out, finding it hard to believe you were actually wearing something different for once. He out a hand on your thigh slit, sliding under it and went on top of you. He kissed you and he felt…incredible against you. You moaned softly, never feeling this before as he groaned, pushing his tongue down your throat. The next morning, you woke up finding the cold side of the bed next to you leaving you with all the sensations and memories he gave you.
You saw a little note on his side of the bed and opened it.
“Last night was amazing. I’ve never felt as much with another woman. I’m at practice right now but otherwise, I would have stayed in bed longer with you. Get some sleep and food from the fridge. Maybe it won’t just be one night from now on…”
You got some sleep and changed before cleaning up his room and house and leaving. This happened more times than you could count, and every single time was definitely worth it. One night, just before you were about to fall asleep with his hand running through your newly grown hair and your head on his naked chest, his voice cut through the silent ambiance of the room softly into your ear.
“Liebe, why do you still stay with me even when I’m one of the worst players in the school? I’ve cheated on you this month with seven girls and you don’t seem to care. Why?”
You answered without even thinking into his own ear so it can pass into his head.
“Because I love you. I’m obsessed with you and you’re everything to me. I don’t ever want to leave you. I just want to be yours, over and over again. I remember the nights I’ve cried and yearned for you, staring at that picture while imagining you by my side like this. You don’t love me. You don’t want me but I want you and I need you. Your touch and words are the only things I’m living for and I don’t ever want to let you go.
Kaiser kissed down her neck, breathing heavily aroused by her explanation and as they fell asleep in each other’s arms, it was painfully obvious that none of them were gonna be leaving each other tomorrow or ever in this world’s eternity.
