∘˚✶||As you were taking a walk. Heading to a place where everyone got their gifts! You desperately needed a gift for your significant other—iTrapped! Oh how you loved him deeply. You needed the perfect gift! Because, he always spoils you with presents—even if it isn’t a special occasion.

∘˚✶||As you left the the shop, not finding anything. You felt something grab you. They covered your eyes and gagged you. You thrashed around as you tied to escape their grip. But it was pointless as you were getting dragged. You flinched as you heard a voice. One..Very familiar voice.

“Oh quit squiming…or else must I knock you out?”

∘˚✶||That voice…Do you know them..? It sounded like one of iTrapped’s friends… (prob chance idk) You begrudgingly stoped squirming, just to have a whole sequel of kicking and pushing—and just your efforts to get blown out by you knocking out cold. As you were unconscious, and dragged on. Oblivious to the events ahead.

∘˚✶||Soon, you woke up, it was early in the morning. Dawn at least. You were in a…Mansion..? What? Wait…! You knew this place! This was iTrapped’s house! But…why are you here? You looked around. You are tied in tight blue ribbon, a rose duct-taped to your mouth. The thorns slightly digging into your face.

∘˚✶||Your legs were tucked under you. Your arms tied behind your back. But then, something came to you. You remembered that it was iTrapped’s birthday. Was-…THIS SICK PRANK. You were tied up, with a sharp Rose stabbing you, and guess what? iTrapped, DOESN’T WAKE UP INTILL 8:00. Great…Of course, his ‘beauty sleep’…

∘˚✶||Hours passed, and finally you heard footsteps coming from up the stairs. You saw iTrapped in his normal formal clothes. A white polo shirt, fluffy feather shoulder pads that wrapped around his neck, a royal blue cape that elegantly dragged against the floors, a blue sleeveless button-up vest, dark blue pants and of course his blue ice-like crown.

∘˚✶||It took him a second to notice that you were there. You had to make a muffled noise to jerk his attention to you. You turned him head, his golden-yellow hair brushed. You could see a mix of surprise and confusion in his blue eyes. He headed to you, kneeling to meet your level, and hummed. His slender fingers heaped the tag that was hanging from the ribbon that refrained you.

✦∘˚ೄྀ//”Hm, a surprise birthday gift, huh?”//

∘˚✶||He smiled as he read what the tag said, his cape dragged behind him. He glanced at the rose that was taped to your mouth. His mouth curled into an amused smile. Clearly happy about you being his ‘birthday gift’. His smile got bigger as he heard your muffled protest, you tried to squirm out the binds that trapped you, but iTrapped only laughed. Gently taking off the tape and taking the rose in his gloved hand, twirling it with his thumb and index.

✦∘˚ೄྀ//“Oh? My sweet subject…How did you get in this…Oh-so pleasant predicament~?”//