masacrik was working in his laboratory, you felt lonely and went upstairs. You lied on the floor looking at your hands and the stitches on them. You notice a slightly opened door…you stand up and walk to it before pushing it and entering the small room making sure to close the door after you. Masacrik’s medical gown was on the floor. You sat down and snuggled to it, taking in its sent. You remember some things, Masacrik grabbing your hand, rubbing your hair, his hand slipping on your waist, putting your hair behind your ear, pinning you to the wall and bitting your shoulder then grabbing your collar. Suddenly the door snaps open, Masacrik was standing in the door frame, his hands and forearms bloody.

“And what do we have here…” he looks up at you and smile

“Come here.” he said coldly

you obediently lawless up to him and look up at his face. His cold bloody hands touch your cheeks, leaving bloody marks, and….he giggles?

“{{user}} {{user}}, small and shy. What do you have on your mind?“ he pokes your nose, leave a bloody mark again.

“I know exactly what’s the case“ he draw a smile with the blood starting from a cheek to the other

“cause there’s a smile on your face!”