Can I request platonic yandere Elliot with an admin reader that protects Work at a Pizza Place from hacker like 007n7 and Noli
A/N: I kinda got way too excited doing this resquet and made it more than 2k words. Which surprised me since it's beena while I wrote something that long.
And at this moment I posted this request I will be opening my requests again! And also check out the fixed post since the request rules changed and fandoms where added.
Warnings: kidnapping, aggression, parasocial, obsession, OOC
My Hero Came to Rescue and I'm Gonna Make Them Mine
You stare at the large logo outside, capable of calling anyone's attention from near or afar. Then, back to the glass doors capable to make it possible to see everything from inside. You finally sighed. Nervous by being your first time working against some exploiters? Probably. Even if you were here to solve a problem, you were happy for you finally getting a 'mission' to do with your recent job.
When Builderman told you about your important task at BBP next week, internaly you were jumping around like a little kid. Everyday you prepared yourself. Thinking about every solution possible to do with the hackers, anything that could happen. You wanted to make it perfect just to make your reputation at your job better.
But you couldn't just stare and think for eternity, so you finally moved inside.
You looked around the place. It was comfortably loud with people talking and eating. Inside it felt also warm. Your nose relaxed by feeling the amazing smell of pizza. They didn't lied about BBP being one of the best pizzerias.
"Ah, [Name]! What a pleasure to have you here!" For a moment, you almost jumped by the sudden greeting, but fast you adjusted to keep your reputation.
"I could say the same, Mr." Your polite smile hid your anxiety inside you just by talking with Mr. Builder.
You both shake hands firmly. Yours weirdly nervous, and his really content by the visit.
A younger voice came across the room saying your name, not even giving time for you to dialogue. Looking for it, you catches a figure of a early twenties yellow man similar to his father. He stared at you with an wide grin.
"It's a big pleasure to receive you Mx [Name]!" He forced his hands to hand shake yours, with a tight grip that didn't wanted to leave so early.
"Thank you, Elliot. It's nice to be meeting you too." Your nervous grin was ignored by them, for your luck. You felt Elliot's gaze staring at you so uncomfortable that made your smirk slightly break. He seemed too excited just by you showing up.
Mr. Builder chuckled "He talks about you all the time." The information called attention "At dinner, while working, at sundays…"
Elliot's face immediately went red. From cheese to tomato. "Don't say it infront of them…" The sudden shy behavior made a high contrast by seeing him acting so happy and without any shame.
"He even was the one that suggested that you came here!"
Your eyes slighty widened in surprise. It was hard to think that someone, especially Elliot, was that interested on you.
"Hey, isn't them the new admin?"
All the eyes went to you. You heard murmurs saying your name, some with surprise, others with excitement… You were already being the main center of attention.
You gulped while moving your eyes around the tables, trying to not get any eye contact. Damn, how could the others deal with so much people without feeling their heart almost leaving their chest?
You observed how everyone just forgot their pizza only to focus on you. Someone was even taking their phone.
Mr. Builder saw the clients with a face knowing what would happen with you stayed longer, and then held your arm "Better we go talk privately." He dragged you deeper inside the establishment.
Elliot was left alone, with a rare frown under his visor.
You observed the panel on your arm. Everything seemed almost perfect.
007n7 ans neither Noli hadn't came here in a while, but you noticed that other unknown exploiters started to come. Mr. Builder informed that he was surprised since they never came at the place before you arrived here. Weird.
You started to wonder if this was a coincidence of some kind, or maybe not. Random exploiters coming after an admin works as an 'security guard'? Especially a newbie? At the time that it sounded confusing it also looked that you're thinking too much, too paranoid.
A cheerful voice saying your name called your attention, ending your thoughts.
You saw who you always expected to see, Elliot. He was always calling your name during work to spend time with you, normally asking you about something random.
"[Name], [Name]!" he repeated your name sweetly, rushing to you like a little kid "How's it is going?" his head tilted, never leaving that excited face of his.
"For some reason more hackers seems to be coming to the pizzeria." You explained, showing them the panel "Look." your finger pointed out to a high number "Most of them never used to be here before for some reason."
You looked back at Elliot, chin touching your shoulder. His brows forming a slight frown. "Wow. That's…" he searched for the right words "… Really bad."
It felt really vague and not so worried for you. You decided not to point it out.
"If they continue to come here, I'll proprably just move out to live here." You joked. Immediately Elliot let out a laugh.
"Well, I would love to see your face every day at work." He leaned all his body closer to yours. His arms laced around your stomach from behind, like a couple.
You immediately pulled away brutally. Elliot showed worryiness and melancholy by his face.
"What's wrong, [Name]?" He asked, too hurt but your rejection "I said something wrong?"
"I'm sorry, Elliot." You tried to give a smile by seeing him so sad like a puppy "I'm not much a fan of touching."
The excuse was terrible. Elliot didn't changed his frown, maybe he knew that was a lie.
You didn't hated Elliot, but didn't felt right for you to be receiving flirts from a fan. You loved the fact that you already have a fan, especially Elliot. You just had limits. That's something you learned from a veteran: Never get romantically involved with a fan if you're a public figure. Even thought, disappointing your first fan made your heart clench.
"Hey," you approached a little more to the sad faced man "I am really sorry for that, but I have limits. And that doesn't mean I hate you or like you less, okay?" your hand touched his shoulder, gripping a little "Is there any other of the various questions you have to me?" You changed the subject hoping Elliot would understand. For your luck, he slowly leaned into the new topic.
"Well," His eyes met the floor, thinking "I wanted to ask how it feels to be an admin." Elliot looked back at you, less hurt but still not that happy as before.
"To be hones I used to think It was some kind of absurd dream at the start." you chuckled "I always wanted to be an admin, but thought it would be impossible for me. And here I am," you gestured your arms to show yourself, like a first meeting "Working here and talking with you."
Elliot's smile resurfaced from the shadows "It still feels like a dream?" He leaned closer, excited to hear you answer.
Both of you looked behind, seeing a little girl with a white hair. Oh, It's Mia Builder, you remembered her.
"Can you stop talking with [Name] every time of the day?" She snarled, showing a surprising rage for someone so tiny like her "You're skipping most of your duties!"
Elliot slowly breathed in, letting out fastly by the mouth. He seemed slightly annoyed. You observed him walking away from you, a red aura staying in the air.
Before getting inside, Elliot gave you a last glance. One with a warm smile.
"He wasn't like that before."
You observed Mia, her fury switched to worry while she stared at where Elliot left. You felt a pang of guilt, feeling you're probably the cause of this.
"I'm sorry for distracting him from work." Your tone showed embarrassment "I'll try to talk with him less."
Mia looked at you with eyes that made you freeze, expecting another snarl from her "It's not really your fault. He had been acting weird before you came." The girl's voice turned more concerned about her brother's behavior.
"He was?" you were curious, wishing to hear more from her.
"He always got certain idolatry for you." Mia informed " When he could, he was talking about you. There isn't a day where he isn't at the internet searching anything about you." she frowned, telling it by with a pang of melancholy.
"I remember one day when I got inside his room. Just because of curiosity, since he never allowed us to get inside his room" she gulped "Saw a lot of photos of you at the wall. It was so much photos that… He even have—!" Mia stopped, noticing that maybe she was speaking way to much.
You raised an eyebrow by the unfinished sentence, but maybe it was better for you to not know.
"Our father seemed to not noticed Elliot's behavior. Only me. Just… Please. Be alert. I fear Elliot might be dangerous for you." You felt the sadness on her eyes, almost going to cry. It was hard to say something like of someone of your family.
You nod with a reassuring smile to the kid "I will be."
The sky was a perfect dark blue, enough to see stars and clouds moving. You adjusted your admin panel, giving a last glance before closing it. You looked around searching for any kind of suspect, from usual, just regular clients.
This time of the day usually was the calmest one, but you couldn't let your guard down.
Your mind started to wander about Elliot again and what his sister told that day. He really liked you that much? 'Like' was euphemism, not enough. You always hoped to have robloxians that admired you, similiar to Shedletsky. But knowing that someone has posters of you around his room, searching and stalking everywhere at your social medias to find any possible micro information of you with a silly smile made your opinion about fans be twisted.
You knew you would have these kind of fans, even shed warned you about them once. Theorically you could deal with it, but pratically it seemed harder. Thinking about Elliot now was slighty terrifying. He seemed so sweet with you, now his curious questions makes your stomach twist. His past gentleness felt sick.
You wandered by the left, turning by the corner. Maybe it was time to search somewhere else beside the usual place for exploiters, or that was just an excuse so you could move your legs more and forget the bad thoughts and feelings. The sound of voices faded away slowy, but the smell of pizza was getting bigger each second.
Suddenly you started to hear voices from affar. Muffled, but one of them was familiar. The sweet voice that turned grotesque. It's unpolite to hear others robloxians talk, but you're too curious to care about manners. You made your steps more delicate. Thinking you were close enough to hear, you stopped moving, leaning your head more to hear better.
Elliot's voice was with another unknown voice, that was more masculine and deep.
"Do you really want me to do it again?"
"You'll get paid better than the last time. I promise." Elliot was serious, maybe it was the first time you see him like this "You just have to spend more time there, use more commands and… Make it more messier."
"And how much you're paying?"
You frowned by hearing the weird deal ocurring. You hoped it was realy out of context. Even when you've had heard enough, you stayed still to hear more hoping it was a misunderstood.
"Wow, the triple just for that?"
"Actually, there's something else I want you to do."
You focused more, just to hear what Elliot had to say.
"I want you to attack me, just pretend it. Or maybe grab me, pretending to take me away. Then [Name] can hold and save me."
Your eyes widened by such suggestion. You tapped your mouth so it couldn't let out a loud gasp. The deep voice, probably a hacker, started to chuckle.
"You want to play like a princess in danger now? Is that it?" he asked between laughs that didn't cared about being loud or Elliot's reaction.
"Quiet!" Elliot snarled. "And stop laughing, you're getting paid to do it." his voice lowered, you felt that his cheeks where definetly red of embarassment.
A loud phone ring made your heart and the dialougue stop. You grabbed your phone and struggled to turn it off, even if you just needed to click a simple buttton on the screen.
You felt your body being held by your back. A strong hands holding your arms firmly behind your back and another one covering your mouth.
You were pushed fowards to see them, Elliot and the unknown Exploiter. Elliot was devasted seeing you, and the hacker… Indiferent, and entertained at the same time.
"[Name], What you're doing here?!" The pizza guy showed jittery, horror.
"I am one to ask. What the #### you're doing here talking with a exploiter?" You screamed in rage between the hand on your lips, making sure Elliot could hear you clearly.
He shivered by your scream "I swear this isn't what it looks like…" he whimpered, almost going to cry like the victim.
"I've heard enough, Elliot." you interrupted in disappointment, not caring about the other guy and the one limiting you. Elliot working with exploiters was enough for you. His big eyes created tears, like if he got rejected by his crush — and he probably felt like it —. The hand convering your mouth let you spoke, probably also interested on what you had to say.
"Does your family even know about this?"
"If not, the admins will be knowing about it first."
The words hit Elliot deep. He felt someone poke him by the arm with an elbow, it was the hacker he was just talking with. He seemed entertained, and having an idea.
"Hey, dude…" He whispered on his ear something you couldn't hear. But you stared confused. Whatever it was, made Elliot look back at with a face that didn't showed any sadness, but a terrible determination.
You felt yourself being throwed at the floor, looking back you saw the same exploiter. A clone of him that was holding you all this time. You didn't had any time to react as he punched you, immediatly making you unconscious.
You felt something comfortable touching your skin. You felt at home, forgetting what happened before. Your eyes opened, slowly your arms made their work to get you up. Looking beside you, you saw a tall pillow that had a drawing of you. One were you suggestively posed.
Your eyes widened in horror. And at this moment your mind finally awoke
Your eyes looked around at the unfamiliar place around you.
Your breath turned ragged seeing so many posters and photos of at the wall. It was so many you couldn't even see the wall's color. Some of then were from specific moments of your life only a close, very close someone could know.
For your luck, you weren't tied or chained somewhere. You were free to walk around.
Immediately you left the sheets of the bed and ran to the front door. Locked, of course. You looked around again, searching for at least some window. The room felt more claustrophobic when you noticed it didn't had any.
You tried using your admin panel — something you just remembered now — and it didn't showed up. You frowned while trying to open it multiple times only to nothing happen. You gulped. Without it you felt like a swordsman without his sword. At the war without any gun.
You were stuck with multiple photos of you smiling, at least for some minutes. The door opened. There, Elliot held a tray with food.
"Oh. You're finally awake, honey."
