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Summary:

It was After day two. How was Mychael supposed to know what loves was until now? He loved you. So why did you cry so much...? It hurt.

 

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TW??/Sensitive topics: talk of female discharge. Emotional/Mind manipulation. Substance use.

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You were sleeping. He didn't have a problem with that. He had to keep you. You were the only one who didn't see him as a monster.

 

He looked at your sleeping form. A tinge of guilt worming it's way into his heart. He quickly shook it off. This was for the best. Right...? Jitters... Your cat, it wasn't important right now.

 

He made his way to you. Gently and carefully removing your clothes, "They're dirty... She won't mind. I need to clean them anyway.", he convinced that undressing you wasn't as intimate as he thought. He carefully peeled away each piece of cloth. Seeing your chest.

 

Your breasts were so smooth. The little nipples seeming so cute. He gently brushed his hand against them before quickly backtracking, "No! That's bad... How... How am I supposed to gain her... 'love'? If... I betray her like this. Take it slow Mychael.", he sighed. Walking away and went down to the stream to wash your clothes.

 

He scrubbed the dirt from your clothes gently. You were the only one who called him beautiful.. it made his stomach twist and turn but it felt good. All six of his irises looked around. Sighing. He was content for now.

 

He returned after a few hours of washing. Then hung your clothes up to dry. He saw you were awake. “Firefly! You're awake... I'm so glad-”

 

“What... What am I- you... You! You!! You did something...! I need to go home..!” The panic in your voice made his worry come back. His face grimaced and his irises slit.

 

Suddenly your vision had a hazy pink, static again. “You are not going anywhere. Firefly. You want to stay with me. You're cared for here. You're fed. You don't have to worry about anything...! Please...”

 

In The manipulation of your mind, your mental was weak to fight. So, slowly you relaxed. Forgetting what you were worried about so recently. When you just sighed and sat there. Mychael's face lit up. There we go.

 

“..Are you hungry?” He asked gently.

 

You nodded. Much to his delight. “Yeah... I... I'm hungry. Sorry. I'm just really tired. I was so stressed about something..”

 

“It's okay. I know you didn't mean it. I'll be making some vegetable soup for tonight. Is... That good?”

 

“Yeah... Sounds good.” You nodded. But then you looked down at yourself and flinched. You were naked! You quickly hid yourself with the blankets. “Mychael where are my—!”

 

He gently waved his hands in a soothing way. “I promise, it's okay. I washed them. I figured you'd feel better in clea clothes. I didn't touch you," He knew he was lying about being touchy. But he had to make you feel safe, somehow. Didn't he? “I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable though. You can stay in bed. I think I have a sweater you can borrow. Alright?”

 

You were hesitant and worried but nodded and waited for him to hand you the sweater. Once he did, he left to the kitchen to cook and give you privacy. You shuffled around and put it on. Thankfully it was big enough to hid your ass and your private areas. You didn't feel comfortable with him seeing that.

 

Though, it did make you wonder. Mychael didn't look human. His blond hair, mushroom like horns. His pointy ears and green skin. His four eyes. Did he have something similar to genitalia? Human at least. Did he even have a dick at all??

 

Your thoughts were interrupted as he called you over to the kitchen. And you went to him. Though you didn't have your panties anymore, you hoped that any discharge didn't get into the sweater. That would suck majorly.

 

You sat down at the table and he smiled at you. “Hello, Firefly, I've made dinner... Enjoy!” After that, he started eating. You did too. This wasn't so bad. You couldn't remember why you came here though. You shrugged it off and just assumed you wanted to explore the woods for once. Even though you were never and outdoorsy person.

 


 

It was nighttime. Mychael hugged you, and it excited him. To know that you were so close. But he kept it silent. He wish you a good night and then went to sleep on his makeshift bed near the fireplace. You went to bed as well. The lingering sound of static sticking with you.

 

YOU DON'T BELONG HERE Y/N!

 


That's all for now. I'll start on the second chapter if this gets enough hits.

Or if I'm asked.