Darkiplier x Reader... sorta
“I try being nice, I try being polite, and yet,” he paused and huffed, tugging at his coat sleeve. “You refuse everything I offer.” He turned to look at you and slammed his hands onto the table, his suave nature changing drastically. “Why?!”
Your mouth felt dry as you tried to cough out a response. An excuse. Anything to calm him down. You forced a smile onto your face.
“I-I appreciate all you’ve been doing, it’s all very sweet, really,” you put on a sweet voice, trying to calm him down. “But… I’m not sure I’m ready to go that far yet. W-we can just be friends until then!” You watched him, thinking maybe it had worked until he swiped a hand and knocked off the things on the table, making you flinch.
“I don’t want to be just friends.”
You glanced around- when did the restaurant become empty? It was full a second ago… Just a second later, your surroundings glitched and flashed before turning to all black. Your eyes widened and your breath caught in your throat. It occurred to you that the things he hit off the table were nowhere in sight. Oh no.
His eyes stayed on you as he walked over to your side of the table. You tried to stand and run away but realized you couldn’t get up from your chair. You squirmed as you tried to get away from… Whatever he was. A smirk pulled on his lips as he watched you struggle. He looked you up and down in such a way that showed nothing but hunger. What for, you couldn’t tell, and you weren’t sure you wanted to.
He took your chin and tilted your head to look at him. His hands were ice cold, the opposite of how they felt when he brushed your hand earlier while walking you to the restaurant. You tried to move away but your eyes were locked onto his cold, dark ones. They were hypnotic. His expression had become calm again, but you could tell he was a breath away from snapping.
“Oh, love,” he cooed, smiling. “You talk as if you had a choice.” He chuckled- that mocking laugh sent shivers down your spine and made your whole body cold.
“I-I’m sorry,” you whimpered.
“Sorry?” He looked amused. “Sorry doesn’t cut it, beautiful…” He chuckled again as a ringing noise pierced the air. You felt woozy and tried to respond before simply falling over. His arms enveloped you as you did and you felt a strange warmth flow through you. You felt oh so tired suddenly… he felt so warm and safe… Maybe… maybe just… a little sleep couldn’t hurt…
Your senses faded until the only thing you could feel and hear was his arms around you, and his deep laughter.