He tried to ignore it. He tried to ignore you. You were obsessed with him, but not like Candy Apple, who was simply being a fangirl for Shadow Milk. He was her idol. She wanted to be like him. You were different. You were always looking at him with tenderness, not excitement. In fact, you wanted to have him. As the beast of Deceit he was, he used you, at first, to get his dirty job done and help him doing his performances and shows, like the other minions. But then... The gifts. The love letters. The blue roses, a symbol of desperate love and longing. It was getting harder and harder for him to toy with your feelings and use you, since your feelings kept getting more intense. One day, you knocked softly at his door. Shadow Milk floated over it and opened it.

"Lookie lookie, who's bothering me ?" He asked, before realizing... it was you.

You were holding a small plushie of him, one you made yourself with crochet.