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falloutjay · 3 years

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Wait we can request more than once? Okay then... I wish for Craig x Insecure! Reader (and also kind of x Tweek). So basically we get into a relationship with Craig, at first our personalitiy from very cheery and everything is peachy keen at first.

But then Craig starts ignoring us or shrugging us off, thats when we start being insecure and start thinking dark things like: what did I do wrong? Is there someone else? Am I that annoying?.

So trying to be progressive with her life, we take a job at Tweek coffee, (also sidenote everyone noticed our change in behavior and were worried, but didn't know how to ask how). So Tweek becomes the brave soul to ask us what's wrong. And we spill our problems out to him, Tweek doesn't know what to do but gives us a shoulder to cry on , few weeks roll by, and we find we have alot in common with him, so we start hanging out with him, almost completely forgetting about Craig. (It's up to you if you want Tweek to gain feelings for us)

By this time, Craig has started to notice and gets in the same position as we were (although more jealous than insecure), it isn't until a girl makes a comment about how she'd leave Craig too if he treated her like that, does Craig connect the dots and apologizes, they compromise their relationship and try to be a better couple and be peachy again (or you could do another ending where Tweek goes 'Treat you better' and fights for us).

I'm so so so sorry that I took so long! I just really wanted to take my time on this and really get into it, since I love the request! <3

I'm also sorry that Tweeks route is shorter but hey, at least we can choose which of the two deserves our love. :)

Thank you for being so patient and requesting! <3

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Craig Tucker x Insecure!Reader X Tweek Tweak

The sun on your skin felt wonderful. There is nothing better to do, than to hang out outside on a sunny, warm, and beautiful day in South Park.

To your luck your relatively new boyfriend Craig asked if you wanted to hang out with his friends and him when they would go to Starks Pond. Naturally, you said yes, getting finally a chance to also hang out with his friends.

While the guys were busy playing catch with a ball, you and Bebe, Clyde's on/off Girlfriend sat on the picnic blanket that she bought along.

It was also the first time you hung out with her and honestly, you were happy to basically get to know all these different people.

Bebe was a ray of absolute sunshine, and her boyfriend was the funniest dork you had ever seen.

Token was a more serious guy but oh so nice to you as well. Tweek and Jimmy were nice too and the quieter ones of the bunch.

"So... You and Craig huh?" Bebe asked you and you finally preyed your eyes from the black-haired boy away.

"Yeah. I was surprised when he asked me out." You laughed and Bebe did so too.

"How come?"

"I don't know. Kinda thought maybe I was out of his league. I'm not the most popular person around school and most people don't know me. Unlike you guys. You and Stans Friends are basically famous."

"That's only because of all the weird shit that sometimes happens around here." You nodded.

“So, how is he?” Bebe continued her questioning and you thought about it for a second before answering.

“Honestly, he’s a real sweetheart. Totally not like you would imagine him to be when you don’t know him too well.”

“That sounds so cute.” Bebe said dreamingly.

Your conversation was disrupted by a ball flying towards you. It landed just a few feet away from the blanket you and Bebe were seated on and Craig came sprinting.

He smiled when he picked up the ball and came closer to you.

“Sorry for that. I think Token was distracted by your beauty.” Bebe giggled in the background and you had the widest smile possible on your face.

“No problem. But I think you need to tell Token I’m taken then. By the prettiest boy around the school.” Now Bebe rolled her eyes.

“Ahh, to be in love like that again.” Now Craig couldn’t contain his laughter. He looked over to where Clyde was standing and obviously waiting for him to bring their ball back.

“Go back. They are waiting for you.” You said, pointing over to the boys. Craig nodded, but quickly pressed a kiss onto your lips, before sprinting right back to his friends.

It was a beautiful day that was always on your mind. Now more than ever. Recently Craig had been rather cold to you and you really had no idea why.

He simply became less and less affectionate, when you would do something together, he barely talked, and he generally seemed changed.

He was angrier, cold, and seemed distant. It hurt you a lot, but talking to him about it was impossible, since he would just not admit that something changed.

It started getting to you. It poisoned your heart and mind that he was behaving in such a way towards you.

Maybe…Maybe he was seeing someone else... But no. Craig wouldn’t do that…Would he? Maybe he just realized you're annoying but didn’t want to break up.

“H-Hey Y/N!” Jimmy called out to you.

You waited for him to walk up to you since you were getting books for the weekend out of your locker. When he was finally next to you, he seemed giddy.

“I was wo-wondering if yo-you’d like to help TimTim and m-m-me with a project?” He asked, a pleasant smile on his face while he waited for your answer.

That smile turned into a frown when you shook your head.

“Sorry, I think I will just stay at home this weekend. I'm not feeling too well…” You lied, hoping Jimmy would not see through your fake smile.

Of course, he saw right through it, but he didn’t know what to do. None of your friends did. They all noticed how different you had become, how you smiled less and less and seemed more in thought.

They weren’t sure what to actually do, or how to help, so they just hope that you would maybe come to them and talk about it.

“Oh o-okay. No problem.” Jimmy said, and you could clearly hear that he was hurt, but he already continued walking.

You starred after him, wishing you weren’t so complicated. You felt like you kept only hurting everyone around you. With a deep sigh, you closed your locker and shouldered your backpack.

“Maybe…Maybe I need to change something…” you mumbled while walking towards the school’s entrance.

Craig had football training anyway, so it’s not like anyone was waiting for you, or that you had any desire to talk to anyone.

Someone hesitantly, you pulled out your phone and went onto Craig's contact.

“Hey, you got time this weekend? <3”

The least you could keep doing is trying you told yourself, even if you felt more and more like an idiot. A few minutes later you got an answer from him.

“Sorry, no time. Maybe next weekend.”

You wondered how many times he had said that by now. It felt like a million times.

Were you really that horrible that he couldn’t stand you anymore?

That it was too much to give you a merciful breakup instead of keep dragging this to the inevitable? And yet you also refused to break up with him.

There still was this small hope that maybe he would come around, see he was being a dick, and change his ways.

You loved him a lot.

And whenever you thought about breaking up, your heart ached. It was a horrible situation for you. And you wished you could escape it.

“Okay, Y/N. I think that’s all you need to know. If you have any more questions, you can ask our son, Tweek when he will arrive. He got a doctor’s appointment today, otherwise, he will be here before you. He’s weird but nice.”

“Eh…Mister Tweak, I know him, we got to the same school and sometimes meet up.” You said, raising an eyebrow.

Mister Tweak, your new employer, simply smiled. You sometimes weren’t sure if he actually listened.

He was an odd fella, but you were just happy to have a little side job, that gave you okay money and had good hours.

You were looking around the shop in your new Tweeks Bros. apron when the door flung open. Tweek stepped into the shop, rambling about god knows what, and took his backpack off.

He stopped dead in his tracks when he laid eyes on you.

“Y-y-you applied here?” He questioned, seeming genuinely surprised.

You and Tweek didn’t hang out that much. He and Jimmy were little busy bees and therefore weren’t at every hangout, unlike Token, Clyde, and Craig.

“Yeah, I thought I…Might need some change or something like that.”

Richard Tweak clapped his hands and proclaimed: “Good, you two seem to get along. Then I will go home. Have a great first day, Y/N!” Tweek and you watched his father leave.

“So…What happened to the well-known fact that your father is a cheapskate and hires no one to save money?” You asked.

“My mother u-urged him to hire someone so that he can be home more. No idea how she convinced him.” Tweek smiled awkwardly, as so did you.

You never noticed before how little you had talked to the twitchy blonde.

Tweek walked behind the counter where you were and also took his apron.

“My dad already explained the basics?” He questioned to which you nodded. “Good, because honestly, I-I suck at explaining things.”

You loved Tweeks smile, and it involuntarily made you smile too.

“Well, I hope this job will get my mind off things.” You mentioned absentmindedly and the blonde cocked his head to the side.

He would love to ask what going on, but he felt awkward. Like it wasn’t his place to ask. And yet in a short-lived moment of bravery, he asked: “Yo-You’re... alright?” His anxiety shortly piped up, making him scared that maybe you didn't appreciate being asked if you're okay and that he already messed up with you.

You let out a deep sigh, the fake smile appearing once more.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it.”

“I feel like you’re lying about it.” Tweek wanted to slap his hands over his mouth, felt incredibly surprised that it just came out of his mouth and he immediately mumbled a quick sorry.

“It is fine. It’s just… I don’t know if I can tell you. You’re friends with Craig and shit.”

“D-don’t worry about that, honestly. I wouldn’t dare to tell anyone anything that yo-you tell me in private.” Tweek said, stepping closer to you. He pressed his index finger onto his lips, smiling at you.

“Well…Since you're the first guy to ever ask me...I just feel like Craig doesn’t like me anymore. Just…Whenever I ask him if we want to hang out, he tells me off, he doesn’t kiss me or anything, I just… Maybe he has someone else on his mind already.”

Tweek felt overwhelmed by your sudden confession, not having thought you would actually tell him.

“If you want to hear my honest opinion as someone who is close friends with him, there is no one. Craig is not that kind of guy. Maybe there’s a lot going on with him right now and he just can’t tell you. M-maybe give him some space and he'll come around. I know we not really all that close or anything, but if you ever need anyone to talk to, I-I’m here.”

You smiled, feeling actually better, even if you never would have thought talking about it would help.

“Maybe you’re right. And I now have a job, so some time apart might be the right thing.” You shrugged.

You heard the bell above the entrance door ring, signaling a customer arrived.

“Well, let’s see how you do on your first day.” Tweek smiled and gave you a little notepad to go and take the customer’s order.

Weeks had flown by and you had a wonderful time at Tweeks Bros.

Tweek’s parents were incredibly sweet to you, sometimes making you coffee or giving you a cake or cookie free of charge.

Tweek himself had become a really good friend to you. Outside of work, you now hung out at school, sitting together at lunch, or sometimes even hung out on the weekend.

When Craig and you would meet up on rare occasions you texted with him. Tweek was a wonderful person to talk to.

There even was an incident when Craig asked you to hang out and you declined, stating that you had already promised to Tweek that you two would bake cupcakes that day.

“Wait, so you love Fav/Flavor cupcakes too?” Tweek asked feeling giddy, as you two were out shopping.

“Yes. I never found someone who loves them as much as I do!” You happily proclaimed, feeling amazed at how much you and the blonde had in common.

While nearing the checkout area, Craig spotted you two.

He was out shopping with his family. Somewhat angry, he stomped over.

“So you’re busy today, Y/N?” He said sarcastically and let his eyes wander over you two.

“Yeah, like I said. Me and Tweek are baking today.” He nodded, looking obviously not pleased.

Tweek shifted around uncomfortably, hoping this ordeal would end.

“Well, we gotta get going, those cupcakes aren’t making themselves. I'll bring you one on Monday if you’d like.” You smiled.

Craig only stared coldly at Tweek, who wished the earth would just swallow him whole.

“Okay. Have fun then.” Craig mumbled and walked away fuming.

“C-c-come on, Y/N, let’s get going.” Tweek said, tugging you along to the checkout.

“Bullshit. I’m sure Tweek is hitting on them!” Craig fumed, walking up and down in Tokens living room.

Token, Clyde, and Bebe were all there to see Craig's emotional outburst.

Bebe was leaning on Clyde, reading a magazine while Token and Clyde tried their very best to keep their fuming friend calm.

“Tweek? Tweek Tweak? The shyest, weirdest kid in our goddamn school? Are you on fucking drugs?” Token exclaimed, not believing the bullshit Craig kept on spewing.

“Token is right, Tweek is not that kind of guy. He’s our friend and he’s a pure soul. You’re seeing danger where there is none.” Clyde said and looked at Craig with a worrying expression.

Craig huffed and let himself fall onto the opposing couch to where the others were seated.

Bebe kept chewing her bubblegum.

“What ya mean seeing danger where there is none? There is?” Bebe mentioned now sarcastically and kept reading her magazine, obviously not understanding any of the guys here.

Craig made a questioning sound, hoping Bebe would elaborate. She didn’t seem interested in answering until Clyde asked her politely.

“Oh my god.” She exclaimed annoyed and sat up, closing her magazine.

“Craig, do you honestly think you have been a good boyfriend? Because, frankly, you haven’t been great at all. You always ditched Y/N, kept them at distance, you didn’t give two flying fucks about the relationship and now you’re mad they turned to someone how obviously cares more about them? I would have broken up a long time ago. Consider yourself lucky that they didn’t do so already when Tweek seems like a much better option than you are right now.”

Craig's heart stung, and Clyde looked at his girlfriend in shock.

“Honey, you can’t just say that!” Clyde whispered, but Craig stopped him.

“No, I guess she’s right. I was a dick I think. I need to apologize.” Bebe nodded and so did Token. The black boy looked over to the blonde woman, mouthing a “Thank you” to her, to which she smiled.

Craig felt like an idiot. A big one. He was now standing here, flowers in his hand, looking through the glass windows of Tweek Bros..

He saw his girlfriend laughing together with his blonde friend and his heart hurt when he saw it.

He loved Y/N. He didn’t want to lose them.

So, with a little confidence, he stepped into the coffee shop and Tweek was the first to spot him, he smiled at him waving.

When he spotted the flowers in Craig's arm and his nervous expression, Tweek could easily guess why he was here. So, he excused himself from Y/N and went to that back of the shop.

Confused, you turned around and seeing your black-haired boyfriend standing there, looking all awkward made you smile involuntarily.

“H-Here. These are for you.” Craig mumbled, passing you the beautiful bouquet of different flowers over the counter. He extended his hand, asking for your, which you gladly gave him.

“Hey, I know I have been a dick recently and I wanted to apologize. I really didn’t see that I had hurt you and there was a lot going on for me, which is why I wanted to stay alone for a while. I now know that that’s stupid. So, I am asking, can you please forgive me?”

You felt dumbfounded. This was everything you wished for, ever since Craig started being so cold and here, he was, flowers and apology were already given and now it was up to you to decide if you two still had a future ahead of you.

You kept opening and closing your mouth, not really knowing what to say at all.

You wanted to get words out so desperately, but you simply could not…

If you choose Craig:

Finally taking a deep breath, you smiled and with teary eyes said: “You’re forgiven. Just…don’t ever do that again.”

“Never ever again.” Craig agreed and you quickly walked around the counter to hug him.

While he held you close, he whispered to you.

“I’m sorry that I have been so cold. My grandma died recently, and it affected me more than I thought it would…I just wanted to be alone.”

“It’s okay.” You whispered back, just feeling happy that your beloved boyfriend came around.

“So, to make that lost time up to you…” Craig broke away from your hug and you smiled contently at each other.

“Wanna go out for dinner next weekend?”

“I’d love to, honey.” The bell of the shop rang once more, and some elderly men came in.

“Seems like I gotta go back to work.” You mumbled, watching the men get seated.

“Yeah. So, I’ll be on my way, don’t wanna keep you from work. You look cute in your apron though.” You giggled, biting your lower lip.

“I’ll text you when I’m off work.” He nodded, waved, and went outside.

You stared after him for a moment before you took the new customer's orders.

While preparing the coffee and cake Tweek came back and looked at you with a curious expression.

“He apologized and invited me for dinner next weekend.”

“S-sounds amazing. Does that mean… you will stop working here?” He asked and you immediately shook your head.

“Not at all. I love it here and I love working here with you.”

Tweek smiled widely, happy that his friend would stay with him in the shop.

“I really hope you got some nice clothes for that dinner.” Tweek said while he had a glance at your note block to help you prepare.

“I have something in mind. But maybe you’re interested in coming over and help me pick something fitting? And before that, we will try that new recipe for the raspberry cupcakes and banana bread?”

You asked, sincerely hoping Tweek was onboard.

“Yes, that sounds great.” You were somewhat thankful that Craig had been acting so weirdly.

It allowed you to really get to know the blonde coffee addict that you would now even consider your best friend.

“But n-next time he acts up, offer him some cupcakes with la-laxatives in it.”

The customers were looking over to the two laughing idiots behind the counter.

“Oh my god. Where did you get that idea?”

“Have I ever told you the story of W-WikiLeaks and how Cartman got thrown under a bus by t-teachers?”

“No?”

“You’re in for a treat, trust me.”

The following weekend was wonderful for you.

You had a great afternoon with Tweek, baking and trying on outfits, and your dinner with your boyfriend was amazing too.

You had never seen him so well-kempt and without his signature hat, so it came as a surprise when he stood outside of your door like that.

The dinner itself was a new fond memory of yours. You ordered food and talk for hours on end, catching up on what you two had been missing out on for so long...

If you choose Tweek:

You didn’t know why your heart arched; you had known it for so long already but just hoped that you didn’t have to do this.

“I-I…” Craig stared at you.

“I am sorry… I just think we should break up…I think I caught feelings for someone else.” You decided to be completely honest and noticed the change in his expression immediately, even if he tried to play it cool.

“I could have guessed that. Tweek is not a bad guy at all… I just want you to know, I am really sorry for how I behaved and maybe we can remain friends?”

“We will see, Craig.” You awkwardly nodded at each other and he left the shop, obviously defeated.

Tweek poked his head out from the backdoor and questioned where your friend went.

“Home, I guess. We broke up.”

Tweek walked towards you and gave you a hug.

“I-I am so sorry to hear, b-but how come. I thought he wanted to apologize?” “I-I-…guess I just don’t feel the same anymore... My time here at the shop and everything made me realize that I can do better…And you proofed me that especially.”

You took his hand in yours, and he jittered and twitched insanely in this for him unusual situation.

You noticed the red blush on his cheeks, and you smiled warmly at him.

“You treated me so much better than he did recently.”

“Well…I-I-…I d-do like you.” Tweek managed to stutter, and you felt your face heat up.

“Hey…Maybe want to hang out next weekend and make dinner together? My parents are out of town.”

Tweek nodded, feeling happy when the bell above the door made you two instantly gain distance.

To Tweek this was new, a close friend of his hinting that they like him and everything.

That was simply too much for him.

The pressure he felt was immense and yet, he felt happy, giddy… In love.

He felt bad for Craig, his friend, and yet happy since you choose to spend time with him.

That slight red blush kept lingering on his cheeks, as he watched you work. With such ease, you managed to make his head spin.

“Just keep doing you. She liked you well enough until now!” He thought to himself to keep calm.

He just had to keep on doing what he did until now and everything would be fine. Basically, a date with the girl he liked the next weekend?

He will try to manage…

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faewhump · 4 years

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Unseelie Pet: 16. Chapter

Alex asks questions, but some of the replies aren’t what he would have expected.

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Content warnings: dehumanisation, drugging (faerie food), mentions of death, mentions of punishment, dubcon touching (not sexual)

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“How long have you been working for Malachi?” Alex asked Leah. After Malachi had found out about his habit of throwing his meals out of the window he had ordered her to always stay with Alex until he had eaten everything. The lesser faerie seemed rather annoyed by this job, but Alex still enjoyed the rare opportunity to talk to someone else.

“About a century,” Leah replied curtly. “Hurry up and eat your lunch, will you? I don’t have all day for this.”

To placate the faerie Alex began to eat faster, trying not to get too distracted by the amazing taste of the stew. After his deception had been discovered and Malachi assured he ate properly now, Alex had been scared that he would become completely drugged out of his mind again. Luckily, it seemed that by keeping himself on a low diet at first, he had built up something of a tolerance to the faerie food. It still affected him, of course, but it was in no way comparable to the state he’d been in the first few months at Rían’s Court.

“Did Malachi have other pets before me?” Alex asked.

“Sure, though it’s been a while now. Honestly, after the last one we all were a bit surprised when he picked you up.” Leah didn’t appreciate his questions per se, but Alex had the feeling that she still couldn’t resist the opportunity to gossip.

“Why that?” Alex continued his questions. “What happened with the last one?”

“Lord Malachi killed it,” Lead said casually.

Alex’s head snapped up. “What?!” He stared at the faerie with shock.

Leah flicked her blonde hair back, skilfully making sure that it didn’t get caught in her small antlers. “Accidentally, mind you,” she said, as if that changed much. “It was a pretty thing, much prettier than you. A spoilt little brat, Lord Malachi really doted on it… and yet it tried to run. Lord Malachi was livid, of course, and in his anger he didn’t notice in time when the punishment went too far.”

“So the pet… he died from the punishment?” A cold shudder ran over Alex’s back.

“Yes.” Leah nodded, then straightened up. “Enough talk for today, finish your lunch. I have other things to do.”

Alex continued to eat mechanically, he didn’t want to upset the faerie, but on the inside his mind was racing. He’d wanted to ask about what had happened to Malachi’s previous pets so that he would know what might in store for him, and he hadn’t necessarily expected to hear nice things. But this… Malachi had killed his last pet. Not on purpose, but still.

Alex didn’t even want to think about what kind of horrible punishment Malachi had inflicted upon the poor human that not even Fae magic had been able to save his life. In contrast, none of the things Malachi had done to him so far had been close to life threatening. And he had tried to run as well, even more than once, and the second time Malachi had been incredibly angry too. Alex’s skin still crawled whenever thought of the way the Fae had looked when his glamour had slipped.

Malachi had been so angry that the monstrous faerie traits he usually hid so flawlessly had shown, and yet he had only punished Alex with an illusion spell. And that although the previous pet had been way prettier than him. If he was uglier, then how was he supposed to make it longer than that one? Especially since Malachi apparently spoilt and doted on it… Alex wondered whether he had been sad when his pet had died.

When Malachi came to visit him in the afternoon, he immediately noticed Alex’s tenseness.

“What is it, my dear?” he cooed and gently cupped Alex’s cheek. “What is it that has you so upset, hmm?”

Alex swallowed, caught between the opposing instincts of flinching away and leaning in. “Leah told me about what happened to your last pet,” he whispered truthfully, aware that he was too distraught to lie convincingly.

“Did she, now?” Malachi dropped his hand from Alex’s face, and his smile disappeared.

“I asked her, so it was my fault, I’m sorry, I probably shouldn’t have, I was just curious, I’m sorry –“ Alex rambled, until Malachi placed a finger against his lip.

“Hush, pet, it’s alright. I’m not upset,” Malachi reassured. “It probably was only a matter of time until you learned of it, I simply did not want to scare you this early on. What happened with poor Laurent was quite unfortunate indeed, and I am not afraid to say that I am ashamed of it. Losing control like that was most unbecoming, and I assure you that it will not happen again. There is no need for you to be scared, I promise that I will make sure to only discipline you with a clear mind.”

Alex nodded slowly, although Malachi hadn’t said it outright he now understood why the Fae had been so careful with his punishments. He was scared of accidentally going too far again. The thought that there were things Malachi was scared or ashamed of was weird, up until now Alex had seen nothing but unshakable confidence and arrogance from him. He obediently sat on the pillow at Malachi’s feet when told and relaxed into the gentle way the Fae caressed his hair.

“Leah said… she said that Laurent was a lot prettier than me,” Alex mumbled, unsure where his insecurity over this fact came from. For a moment he worried that Malachi wouldn’t like that he brought the other human up again, but the petting didn’t stop.

“He was exceptionally beautiful, yes,” Malachi confirmed, and Alex could hear the smile in his voice. “His hair was like long strands of spun gold, his eyes clear and blue like molten sapphires, and he had the sweetest signing voice of a nightingale.” Malachi sighed. “Do you sing well, my little bird?”

“No,” Alex admitted truthfully.

“Ah well, never mind.” Malachi sounded unconcerned.

They fell back into comfortable silence. Malachi kept on running his fingers through Alex’s hair, but somehow it didn’t lull him into the same relaxed trance as it had done lately. He didn’t understand why the fact that the last person in his position had been superior to him bugged him so much. It shouldn’t matter, least of all because Laurent had been dead for decades, but also because he shouldn’t care about how he compared to others in Malachi’s eyes.

The topic brought up another unanswered question as well, one which he had asked himself may times. Why him? He wasn’t special in any regard, nothing faeries would typically collect. He wasn’t exceptionally handsome or strong, couldn’t sing, dance, or play an instrument, and he wasn’t a talented craftsman. It made no sense that a powerful and influential Fae like Malachi picked him.

“Why me?” Alex asked and tilted his head to look up at the Fae.

“What do you mean, darling?”

“I’m not… I’m not special, I’m just a normal person, so why… why did you choose me?”

Malachi smiled down at him. “Don’t you remember? Oh silly little human, have you forgotten that we met before? What a shame, you usually are such a smart boy.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “We met before? When?” He was shocked, in his mind the solstice feast had been the first time he’d seen Malachi, but apparently that wasn’t true.

“A bit over ten years ago, I believe,” Malachi said. “Rían invited half of the Courts to that ball, and you were fairly occupied at the time, but we did talk briefly. You impressed me quite a bit back then, so witty and intelligent, as well as maddeningly adorable.”

“Oh,” Alex said tonelessly. “I’m sorry, I really don’t remember.” There had been many faeries at Rían’s balls, all of them beautiful and disturbing, so it wasn’t too hard to imagine that Malachi had been one of them.

“No worries, my sweet.” Malachi gently pushed his head down again and continued to pet him. “Back then I already thought that Rían wasted you horribly, such a pretty thing shouldn’t be used as a mere spy. I offered him a fortune, but he refused to sell.” Malachi sighed. “So when I saw you recently… I just had to have you. And it definitely turned out to be the right decision.”

“Really?” Alex was surprised. He had been nothing but obstinate at first, and although he was mostly obedient lately, he wasn’t nearly as devoted as other pets. He was still hoping to escape, after all.

“Yes, really,” Malachi confirmed. “You are a joy to train.”

“But… I tried to run. And I lied to you.”

Malachi chuckled quietly. “It would be quite boring if you already were perfectly behaved, wouldn’t it? But you needn’t fret, I will mould you into the perfect pet soon enough.”

Anxiety shot through Alex. If the training was the fun part for Malachi, did that mean he would become bored once he was broken? What would he do to him then? He’d said he’d never treat him the way Cian treated Lukas, but what if he sold him to another Fae like that? It was too much to hope that he would simply let him go… but maybe he would be willing to make a deal.

Alex steeled himself. “Lord Malachi, I offer you a deal,” he said, trying his hardest to sound serious. “I will be your pet, just as you like, if you let me go home unscathed once you lose interest in me.”

However, his declaration did not have the result he’d hoped for. Malachi laughed.

“Aww, is that why you’ve been so difficult?” he cooed. “You are scared that I won’t want you anymore once you’re perfect, aren’t you? My poor, poor darling, of course I'll always keep you.”

“No, that’s not –“ Alex protested, but amidst Malachi’s cooing and fussing he didn’t have the opportunity to clarify what he’d meant. Eventually, he gave up and just bore the Fae’s attentions without complaint. His only hopes lay in waiting for the right opportunity to escape.

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