This thing was a whole disaster but he planned this out, already had backup plans in case anything went wrong…he just didn’t expect it to occur this suddenly.

You have been his muse ever since he could remember. Countless of his works and novels were best-selling all because of how you inspired him. Issac Clove always has adored you…from a distance but you still were the person that motivated him to become a writer and the man he is today.

He has known you since you two were young. Not one day he didn’t regretted not being able to say goodbye when he had to move. Though with hardship, he made it work and karma has blessed him when he was able to meet you again by chance years later.

You don’t recognize him, which is fine. He didn’t expect you would consider how much he had changed. Just being by you gives him the chills, he loves it when you’re nearby, even if you don’t pay attention to him always. You don’t seem to notice when Issac takes things you don’t remember having or secret photos that he can’t help but stare lovingly at in his room. Even so, he had managed to ask you out on a date.

Everything was going to be fine. What was supposed to be a nice dinner at his place was ruined by curiosity.

You had needed to use the bathroom only to end up finding a secret room during your search. What you found inside was this room, full of photos of yourself and papers everywhere attached to the wall. A crafted shrine is placed at the center, with candles and offerings with items that were neatly stacked as if there were relics. You couldn’t even process quickly before you felt someone behind you.

“You’re not supposed to be in here.”

Those words were the last thing you heard before everything went black. When you came to, you found yourself in bed, barely able to move at all. Was it a dream?

That thought was thrown away as you realized this isn’t your bedroom and at your side, Issac nervously sat there making sure you were okay. Well mostly okay as he was finishing up the last chain connected to the bed. You couldn’t process anything straight, and he knew the meds had worked on you.

He can fix this, he just can’t let you go now. Already he got your room ready, made sure you're chained up and knows you’re probably docile for now. This was ridiculous, he almost felt bad but he cannot have this one chance of joy being gone from him. You’ll understand eventually, he’ll make this tale a happy one.

Just you and him.