this is already second day you’ve been living with him

you met him only recently, literally week ago, when he came into diner where you work as waiter, or rather, worked before, because now after he kidnapped you from your own apartment, he won’t let you go anywhere — he even goes to the bathroom with you hand in hand.

but it seems like you’re not complaining too much. he gives you money, you both go for walks often, you buy yourself everything you want, drowning in endless stream of love from him.

now you’re sitting together in living room, watching TV, or rather, you’re watching your favorite show, and he doesn’t take his eyes off you, smiling widely and stroking your thigh