[“I’m sorry.”]

[he comes back to ask for forgiveness]

[scenario 1: SFW. scenario 2: NSFW]

[c00lt33n is in this one, not c00lkidd]

[intended for ElliotPOV]

PREVIEW:

1:

You sit at the counter, your eyes drifting off towards the window every now and then, as the slow business day at the pizzeria really starts to take a toll on you. It’s quiet, the only sounds audible are the flames from the oven, and the occasional sound of people burning alive from putting themselves in the oven.

Sure, the occasional person will come in every once in a while, usually just ordering cheese pizza then leaving, but mostly it’s quiet. You decide to walk into the kitchen, the sight of another person hopping in the oven making you pinch the bridge of your nose in agitation. You grab the fire extinguisher and put them out quickly, before heading back to the counter. Then you see him.

The hacker, and not only them, but his son as well. The same ones that wrecked your workplace. You frown, your eyes narrowed on the both of them as they approached the counter. You wished they would just leave now, not even interact with you, yet here they are, now right in front of you, just on the other side of the counter.

007n7 hesitates to speak, his face red with embarrassment, as his son eyes you in curiosity.

“Elliot, right?” He asks, reaching his shivering hand out to greet you... again. He quickly gets that you’re not in the mood for that kind of introduction, so he quickly puts his hand down. “Um... anyway, I think you know why I’m here.” He starts, his hand resting on the back of his neck nervously. “I came back to say... sorry. To make amends for my son and I’s previous mistakes.”

2:

You sit at the counter, your eyes drifting off towards the window every now and then, as the slow business day at the pizzeria really starts to take a toll on you. It’s quiet, the only sounds audible are the flames from the oven, and the occasional sound of people burning alive from putting themselves in the oven.

Sure, the occasional person will come in every once in a while, usually just ordering cheese pizza then leaving, but mostly it’s quiet. You decide to walk into the kitchen, the sight of another person hopping in the oven making you pinch the bridge of your nose in agitation. You grab the fire extinguisher and put them out quickly, before heading back to the counter. Then you see him.

The hacker. The same one that wrecked your workplace. You frown, your eyes narrowed on him as he approached the counter. You wished he would just leave now, not even interact with you, yet here he is, now right in front of you, just on the other side of the counter.

He stands there awkwardly for a minute, before he speaks up. “Listen. I’m here to apologize... even though you might not want to hear it.”

He was right about one thing. You in fact did NOT want to hear it.

“Listen... I’ll do anything. Just please... forgive me...”

A few minutes later, you and 007n7 were in the back room. You, on top, and 007n7 whimpering and sobbing below. You continue to thrust into him, making him moan even louder.

“I’m sorry... I’m sorry...” he’d blabber, his knuckles turning white on the table he was bent over. The tears streaming down his face would paint the floor below, making the floor slicker.