Hey there, I was wondering if it was possible for you to write something for Ronin from Killer Chat with a Reader who is extremely overstimulated due to noise?
Please and thank you for reading!
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Yes, Ronin was infact a killer that didn't mean your boyfriend didn't have a heart; infact, he was one to be annoyingly attentive to your needs and changes in attitude.
There was no need to voice it, after all you were cautious in avoiding: Fireworks, sirens and unfortunately for both of you, rock concerts. There was no misunderstanding you and Ronin loved to listen to MSI, Slipknot..You name it; however, the idea of having to stand in a lively sweaty crowd where it made your heart thumb..It's better to not think of it.
Nothing went past Ronin, First time it happened was on when you guys were hanging out with the server:
This neighborhood is hardly considered recent, Work, school or hanging out either way you'd always return to the comfort of a home; non existent chit chat with neighbors, no playing with the kids next door let alone answers the knocking.
Leaving you to the very normal things one does with their free time..Such as conversing with a serial killer server and having your handsome boyfriend definitely not killer inside your space!
''Alright, My turn, What'cha gonna give me?'' His hand still on your thigh, eyes darting between your reactions and the server
''Let's see—'' Those little shits, what would possess a grown adult to give, with an open hand, a siren to a kid? Sure, the world was small here and those nearby would think nothing of it, this was not your case and it's not justified for one to leave a kid responsible for not only it is extremely loud it's also not a toy. (Calling out the parents who give their kids ipads here lol)
You hissed reaching to muffle the noise with your hands hunched over your set up, at no time did he expect a reaction like this, well only when he revealed the intentions regarding you being a writer even so it wasn't the worse of all,
''...''
Not wanting to be overbearing, he simply put the unhinged humor aside and tend to you however he could, straighten it up watching the way you responded, A simple touch kept you present in the moment,
Eyes kept shut, it was frustrating, really; A force catches you in still moments where it seems as if grounding yourself with reality takes a little more than affirmations,
''Hey. Pay attention to me, darlin'''
Your veins felt like popping and your ears ringed; time felt awfully slow as you rubbed your eyes in attempted to make it stop it all, better yet for the seconds to move a tad faster,
''S'gone. You're solely hearin' my voice'' Ronin was never one to be caring; caring is a curse that falls on the category of love yet here he stays and thrives in his own grotesque way, Angels truly are a blessing, huh?
And then you guys cuddled watching slasher movies!! ♡♡♡
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