Be warned this is a bit darker 😈
ANGST
Word count: 1157
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Y/n stared the ground, holding back tears of frustration. Cursing themselves out for their stupidity of ever setting a foot in this territory.
The underground cellar they where locked in barely provided any comfort or security. There wasn't even any furniture, just layers of dust... and a bit of blood splattered on the floor tiles.
Footsteps neared followed up by the sound of a rusty lock being opened. Mob kneeled down taking, placing a finger under Y/n's forcing them to look at him.
"Are you done sulking."
His smile faltered as he saw the hateful expression being send his way. His grasp on them tightened, his hand moved upwards towards the visible open wound putting pressure on it.
"Not so talkative anymore, that won't do my love~"
The human tried to shake him off feeling intense pain flair up while the yellow puppet grinned sadisticly as blood dripped onto his hand.
"You sick bastard! You took my eye!" Y/n hysterically shouted.
They managed to free themselves from his grasp, with one trembling hand they tried covering up the the gaping gap that formerly held their right eye.
It had been painfully removed without any anesthetics. Poppy had tried to sew the wound shut afterwards but their newest member (who still had to accept that) was kicking and biting at everyone who came to close.
Howdy had eventually thrown Y/n into the cellar for them to calm down saying they should just accept the situation and stop acting like a spoiled brat.
NO THEY TOOK YOUR EYE WDYM SPOILED BRAT?!
"All that talk about how much you cared for me was just a lie!"
"My my~ Why do you think I don't care for you. It's the opposite, I'm doing this because I care."
Suddenly it was as if a switch had been turned, the sadistic smile turned more loving.
Mob pulled Y/n into his chest, a bit more gently this time, using his blood covered hand to stroke their head.
In his twisted mind he was doing the right thing. He cared for his darling, he wanted them to join his family.
If they where part of his gang no one would dare to come after them. If someone still did... they would be dealt with accordingly.
Though the only requirement was an eye, as much as Mob simply adored Y/n it wouldn't be fair if they got to luck out compared to the others.
He didn't feel too bad about it, they would get over it eventually. And he quite liked the new asset to his collection.
Y/n was not having it though, finally seeing through the facade. They had been in lo- ... they had really liked Mob.
He was charming, he had given expensive gifts, had a way with words and seemed always so loyal. Even if he was the boss of a criminal gang (big red flag 🚩) and partook in illigal activities he always did his best to make them feel protected.
But if he was capable of hurting them under the pretense of keeping them safe, that was not the way.
You didn't want to be with someone like that.
