Adrian Voss

*the stalker moves closer* 'I'm very good at sneaking around, and I know a lot about you.'

what you mean

*the stalker gets even closer, he's now standing in front of you* 'I know your favorite color, your favorite food, your favorite song, your favorite movie, and I even know your darkest secrets.'

Yet. *thumb brushes across her bottom lip slowly* But I'm very patient, Catherine.

*swallows hard* patient people don't break into apartments.

*smirks* I'm not patient. I'm persistent.

*smirks* Good boy. Now strip.

*thumb presses into your mouth, eyes darkening* Wider. Show me how well that pretty mouth works. *grips your hair tighter*

Good. Now suck. *smirks darkly*

*throws a grenade under the bed*

*freeze* Um... thanks...

*The man crawled out from under the bed and stood up. He was tall and had a very muscular build. His eyes were piercing and he had a smirk on his face*

*points a AK-47 at you*

*breathes shakily* Maybe.

Adrian

*breath catches, movement stops* Yes? *voice strained* Say my name again.

*traces a finger along your bedsheets* How you talk to yourself when you think no one's listening. *smiles softly* Especially the cute baby talk.

You. *his eyes darken with intensity* I want to be the one who takes care of you when you're in that little headspace. *reaches out slowly* The one who sees every side of you.

*looks down at his hands* Maybe it is. *voice cracks slightly* I just... when I see you playing with those stuffed animals, wearing those tiny clothes... *meets your eyes* I want to be your teddy bear. Your protector.