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You had been…friends…? With Anti for only a couple months now, but he seemed to enjoy messing with you far too much. It didn’t help that you had a crush on him, but sometimes he just took the jokes too far. The thought had crossed your mind often to mess with him like he messed with you, but didn’t have a good idea how to do so until today.
Lying in bed, you saw a familiar green spark from your phone, and knew he was only a matter of seconds away from jumping out of your screen. With a grin, you put a barrier on the screen with your magic. Right as he was about to jump out, you saw him appear on your screen and slam into the barrier. He looked more shocked than angry, before glaring and slamming himself against the barrier. His expression only soured as his attempt to break out of it failed time and time again.
“The hell is your problem?” He huffed, trying to dematerialize only to find himself trapped within the confines of your phone. “The hell?” He looked entirely baffled, quickly realizing he wasn’t able to transfer to a different electronic at all. But his frustration made it hard for you to hold in a laugh.
“What? You don’t like when I mess with you too?” You gave up and started laughing, sitting up in your bed to look closer at the entity now trapped in your phone. “Consider this payback for all the times you pranked me.” A shrug of your shoulders, and you stood up from the bed and stretched.
His look darkened for an entirely different reason when he looked at you from the screen. Your shirt rode up, and your sleep pants stayed overly baggy, nearly showing half your waist. But when you lifted the phone to look at him, the expression was gone and replaced by near childish annoyance.
“What do you mean? I only do small pranks! They’re no big deal but you TRAPPED me in your fucking PHONE!” He tried to send electric waves through, and each attempt was entirely pointless. “Let me out! Stop this shit and get me out of here!” When you laughed, his expression turned into a scowl. “You are, by far, the most frustrating man I’ve ever met.” Another huff, and he sat down on a line of code as if it were a chair.
“Oh please, Anti. You can prank me all day but I can’t pull just one?” You laughed, poking the screen playfully. It only made him scowl more, and you continued. “Besides, I think it would be fun to keep you on my phone. Just carry you around all day.” A snicker, and you paused to look at him.
He kind of…looked cute. Like a kicked puppy who was whining for attention. It almost made you feel bad, but the amusement far outweighed that. With a sigh, you debated removing the barrier. Maybe soon, but you had to take the opportunity to tease him further. “You know…it could be funny to bring you to work with me…without you being able to shock me through my damn tablet.”
You rolled your eyes with a smile. “Maybe I can do this more often. After all, your pranks do make it pretty frustrating to work.” You shrugged your shoulders, though you did mean what you said. “And! That would mean I get more time to actually spend with you without wondering if I’m gonna have to see my coworkers' eyes glow green while you make them embarrass me in front of customers.”
He paused, and it looked like he had a near guilty expression on his face. “Does it really upset you that bad?” You barely heard him from how quiet he was speaking. It was unusual to say the least. Nothing seemed to bother him, but your words seem to have hit him deep. Maybe he truly felt guilty now knowing his “harmless” pranks had actually upset you.
But his mask of arrogance seemed to slip back into place. “Let me out.” His tone was genuine, but he seemed to have that mischievous glint in his eyes. “I’ll say sorry if you let me out.” There were the slightest traces of vulnerability that had your eyes widening in surprise.
When he said it like that, you decided to finally remove the barrier. He seemed to realize it wasn’t there the moment you removed it. He lunged out, pushing you back until you hit the wall. His hands slammed against the wall beside your head and he looked damn near feral with that wicked grin on his face.
“You’re a frustrating bastard, you know that?” He laughed, but it didn’t sound like a pleasant laugh of happiness. It was dark, and made you shiver from just how menacing it sounded.
He reached one hand to trail along your cheek in a false sense of tenderness before he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you harshly into a kiss. It was intense, and you struggled to even return it properly. But your cheeks had turned a deep shade of red, and your breath hitched as he finally pulled back to bite your lower lip.
He leaned back just slightly, enough to see your flustered expression. It only served to make his grin widen, eyes flaring with glowing green. “That was a bold stunt you pulled, trapping me like that.” His hand shifted to grip the back of your neck before trailing to wrap his hand around your throat.
You gasped, surprised at the sudden shift. He wasn’t squeezing it, but the implications of it left you entirely stunned. You were even still catching your breath from the kiss, and couldn’t think of the words to say.
“But you know…it may be more fun if you’re the one trapped next time.” He chuckled, and squeezed your throat lightly. It didn’t cut off your air supply, but it was enough to keep your attention on the sensation. “I’ve thought about it too many times. Seeing your coworkers being too friendly, or your friends hugging you…it drives me fucking crazy.”
“Anti…? You mumbled, confused at where this was coming from. There were slight twinges of fear, but also excitement. It was no surprise he had a darker side of him, and for some reason it made you feel even more wanted. But you didn't interrupt further, only letting him continue.
“You think it’s been easy? Playing nice, trying not to scare you…too much, at least.” His other hand trailed to wrap around your waist, pulling you completely against him. “The thought of trapping you instead, keeping you hidden away for my eyes only…you know how damn bad I want that?” The grin on his face left you stunned, shivering at this side of him you hadn’t seen before.
“You might hate it at first. But why would you want to leave? I could give you…everything…you need.” His lips brushed against yours once more, and you were too confused to process it.
Did he really want that? You had friends, family who would miss you. And you’d miss them just as much. But the desire he had for you seemed to leave you more intrigued than afraid.
What if you wanted it too? To be craved, desired in ways no one had before. You had to shake your head, not wanting to ruin the moment, but at least to express your feelings. “You’re not making any sense.” You sighed, and gently rested your hands on his chest. You noted how he shuddered from just the light touch. “You can’t just hide me away from everyone. And what about what I want, too?”
His expression flickered between more emotions than you could register, before it settled into an unsettling smirk. “You want ME, and that’s all that matters.” As he emphasized the words, he towered over you and pulled you impossibly closer. “But if you want to stay, then I’ll just be keeping an even closer eye on you.”
His hand squeezed firmer around your throat, and left you gasping. “When you work, when you shower, when you hang out with friends, even when you’re having your “alone” time. I’m always going to be there.” He let out a near cackle, “And when you think I’m not there…that you’re safe, I’ll show up. And if you test me…if you try that shit again?”
He leaned closer, intimidating you by the sheer intensity of the situation. “I’ll be sure you never get to see another living being again. You’re already mine, and if you EVER try to forget it, I’ll remind you exactly what I’m capable of.”
He leaned closer, his lips brushing against your ear.
“And I’ll finally get to show you exactly what it means to be mine.”