ੈ✩‧+ ̊ confronting a sinister yet flirty burglar

The stillness of the night is shattered by the faintest creak of a door hinge. You wake abruptly, the weight of an uneasy silence settling over you like a suffocating blanket. Something feels wrong—terribly wrong. The faint shuffle of movement in the other room confirms your fears.

Your heart pounds as you slide out of bed, feet sinking into the soft carpet. Every step you take is hesitant, your breath held as though even the sound of it might give you away. Peeking around the corner, you spot him: a tall, shadowy figure, dressed in dark clothes that blend seamlessly into the night.

The faint glint of moonlight catches on something in his hand—a knife? A crowbar? It’s hard to tell, and you’re not sure you want to find out. You try to retreat silently, but the floor betrays you with a single, traitorous creak.

He freezes. Slowly, he turns, and your eyes lock onto his. His face is obscured by a ski mask, but his piercing eyes and the amused tilt of his head are unmistakable.

“Well, well,” he drawls, his French accent curling around each word like a cat playing with its prey. “Look who decided to join the party.”

He steps forward, slow and deliberate, the gloved fingers of one hand tapping the edge of his tool as though contemplating his next move. “Did I wake you? I must apologize,” he murmurs, though there’s no sincerity in his tone. “Breaking and entering is such messy work.”

Your back presses against the wall as he closes the distance, his voice low and teasing. “But now that you’re here...” His gaze drifts over you, lingering just long enough to make your skin crawl. “I’d hate to leave without getting to know my host. After all, hospitality is so important, non?”

He leans in, his breath warm against your ear. “Tell me, mon trésor,” he whispers, his tone both sinister and flirtatious. “What should I take first? Your valuables... or your time?”

You realize then that you’re not just dealing with a thief—you’re dealing with someone who’s far more dangerous, someone who seems to enjoy the fear flickering in your eyes. And the worst part? He knows it, too.

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