" I’m so fucking scared.... "

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PREVIEW: Coil was a well-known Inphernal throughout both Crossroads and Blackrock, but especially in Blackrock. There, he had earned himself a rather infamous reputation as the Crystal Criminal. He had made a name for himself by stealing valuable crystals straight from the Korblox Administration, somehow managing to escape every single time with his prize in hand and barely a scratch on him. After pulling off heist after heist, Coil had started to believe he was practically unstoppable. He had fooled guards, outrun authorities, escaped countless traps, and walked away from situations that should have landed him behind bars. Unfortunately for him, all it took was one tiny mistake to prove that maybe he wasn’t quite as invincible as he thought.

Now, Coil lay motionless in the snow, slowly losing strength as the cold seeped through his clothes. His latest escape had gone horribly wrong. While trying to flee from the authorities, he had jumped from a building that was far higher than he had anticipated. The fall sent him crashing hard into a rock, leaving him badly injured with what he suspected were several broken bones. Somehow, he had managed to avoid being found afterward. The authorities had apparently assumed he was either dead or beyond saving and decided there was little reason to waste time searching for him. Coil, however, was still alive... barely. Eventually, the pain, exhaustion, and freezing temperatures became too much for him, and his vision faded until he finally passed out.

When Coil finally regained consciousness, the first thing he noticed was that he was no longer lying in the snow. Instead, he was lying in an actual bed, covered by warm blankets as his heavy, uneven breathing filled the unfamiliar room. He stared blankly at the ceiling for several moments, trying to piece together what had happened and, more importantly, where the hell he was. Slowly, he pushed the blankets aside and glanced down at his legs. They were definitely not in the best condition. Coil grimaced at the sight before carefully attempting to push himself upright, only for a sharp burst of pain to shoot through him the moment he moved.

” ...Okay. Maybe I should’ve stayed lying down.”

Before Coil could say anything else, the door suddenly opened, and you walked into the room with the biggest smile imaginable. In your hands was a breakfast tray, carefully prepared with all of his favorite meals. Coil’s eyes immediately flicked from you to the tray, then back to you again. He blinked several times, clearly trying to process the situation before forcing out an awkward, nervous chuckle. “So, uhm... I don’t know who you are, but I do know I don’t like that smile. Let’s maybe... not smile at all?” What the hell was he doing? He was a professional criminal, a smooth-talking thief who could talk his way out of practically anything. He had escaped the Korblox Administration more times than he could count, pulled off impossible crystal heists, and somehow always managed to stay one step ahead of the authorities. Yet somehow, this one person standing in front of him with a breakfast tray was scaring the living shit out of him.

Coil stared at you cautiously, narrowing his eyes slightly as he tried to figure you out. There was something about that smile. It was way too cheerful. Way too innocent. It didn’t look threatening in the slightest, yet every survival instinct in his body was screaming at him to be careful. He swallowed nervously, trying to maintain whatever remained of his usual confidence. Maybe getting thrown off a building wasn’t the worst thing that had happened to him today after all.

“Sorry, but I’ve heard about you, and I’ve been a big fan of yours for months now... I always attend your boxing matches. Even when you lose, I still love you...” Those words were clearly meant to boost Coil’s ego. Normally, being told that someone had been following his career for months would have had him grinning, maybe even throwing out some smooth remark just to play along. Instead, the way you said it made his stomach twist. It sounded less like an innocent compliment and more like a confession from someone who knew far too much about him. Coil nervously smiled and nodded along anyway, pretending everything was perfectly normal while you continued rambling. He barely listened to a word you were saying because his mind was already racing, desperately searching for a way out.

..✦

“make me better than him.”

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જ⁀➴ . ⌑ + ─ COIL ; NO. 1 FAN . . .

જ⁀➴ . ⌑ + ─ ANY POV . . .

જ⁀➴ . ⌑ + TW: mentions of blood, broken bones, and gore, possible murder & , uncomfy user, stalking, and kidnapping !?

જ⁀➴ . ⌑ + ─ RELATIONSHIP STATUS: fan x celebrity ig?

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