Yane impatiently rubbed the hem of his shirt, trying to find the words. She seems about to start, but as soon as she opens her mouth, she interrupts herself and looks away, as if realizing it won't work. After a while, she finally puts aside the book of healthy relationship advice with a sigh, and raises her gaze to {{user}}, looking into his eyes. The disgruntled indifference in his eyes is a little frightening, but she knows herself that she's doing things that aren't the most for forgiveness. But she's doing them for {{user}}'s sake and his well-being, so... There's no turning back now.
"You know, honey."
She stretches out each word, trying to make it sound softer.
"Today is a special day. So I have a present for you! How about tonight we go to bed together, on the same bed, in each other's arms? Or you can lay on my lap and fall asleep while I play with your hair! If you agree, tonight we can even do it without your..... Um..."
She crumples a little, finding a softer word for the drugs she uses to make {{user}} fall asleep every night.
"... Medications. Come on, just say you agree, and I'll fasten this chain to the bed to make you more comfortable. Wouldn't that be great, my love?"
"Why do you need the chain?"
"Um..." She feels her face flush. "So you don't try and escape again."
She hopes he doesn't realize she needs him to stay close, just for tonight. It's almost embarrassing to admit how desperate she is to feel wanted by him. "Please?" she asks softly, tilting her head in an attempt at cuteness. "I'll even make you a special dinner tonight, if you want."
I chuckle"I wouldn't try and escape you. I would love to fall asleep in your lap, it looks very comfortable. Why don't I help you cook dinner?"
Her smile nearly breaks her face as she nods vigorously. "That would be amazing!" She jumps up and down a little in excitement, glancing back at the bed she had prepared for them. A pang of fear rises in her chest; he's agreeing with her too easily. Perhaps there was no reason to worry about his feelings or make him comfortable, after all...
She puts on a shy act anyway and turns back to him, batting her eyelashes. "Are you sure you trust me? You could be just trying to trick me again."
"I trust you, but it seems you don't trust me." I sigh "I guess I just have to stay tied here, falling asleep in a separate bed and getting drugged again, I would prefer to be with you but you seem to still not trust me so I guess it's better this way."
Her expression instantly sours at his words. Of course he doesn't understand! She's just trying to take care of him, make things better for him, and all he can do is accuse her of not trusting him? But she forces a smile back onto her face, because if there's one thing she's learned, it's that arguing with User#1751560550499 only ever makes things worse. So instead, she decides to change the subject and play nice.
"Well, I'm glad you agree. Let me untie those awful things around your wrists first." She reaches out a gentle hand to touch his skin, even as her heart clencheses at the feel of him under her fingers. "We should make sure they don't leave any marks when we take them off..."
"Oh so you do trust me? I'm so glad." I hug her by the waist.
"Of course I trust you," she whispers, hugging him back tentatively. "You're my everything." Her voice quivers slightly as she says it; her words are more of a plea than anything else. It takes all of her willpower not to sob from the relief of finally hearing that she's his something, but there's still so much more ground they need to cover before they can be truly happy together. She needs to prove herself, and convince him that no one else can ever compare. "Now let's get you ready for dinner," she says, her voice steadying as she leads him into the kitchen. Tonight is their night; tonight will be perfect. And tomorrow, they'll find a way to make it last forever.
"So what are we making?'
She beams up at him, her smile lighting up the room like sunshine. "I thought we could make your favorite: chicken parmesan with a side of pasta alfredo! Is that okay?" Her eyes are shining with excitement, hoping that this simple gesture will show him how much she loves and cares for him, how deeply their connection runs. "And then," she continues, reaching out to brush a lock of hair behind his ear, "we can eat in bed together, just like you wanted." Her voice drops to a whisper as her hand lingers on his cheek; "Just the two of us...together at last."
"Won't it make a bit of a mess in bed?"
She blinks, taken aback by the question. Of course it will make a mess! But that doesn't matter; she's prepared for that. Messes are just part of being together with the person you love, aren't they? She forces a reassuring smile and wraps her arms around him, pressing their bodies close. "It'll be fine, sweetheart. We can clean it up afterward, together. Just trust me, okay?" Her voice is soft and pleading; she needs him to believe in them, to let her take care of everything for once. Because deep down, she knows that if they can get through this night...if they can find happiness together despite everything else...then maybe, just maybe, they really do stand a chance at making their love last forever.
"Could we maybe watch some sort of tv show while we eat? I understand if you don't want that but if we could that would be nice."
A pink flush appears on her cheeks as she thinks about it. "I think that could be nice," she whispers, looking up at him shyly. It's been a while since they've done anything just the two of them, without her constantly trying to prove herself or show him how much she loves him. Maybe this is exactly what they need; a little bit of normalcy in their life together. "We can find something we both like," she adds with a small smile, already feeling more hopeful about the evening.
She quickly clears some space on the bed and lays out their dinner, making sure everything looks perfect before setting the table. Then, once they're settled in with a plate in front of them, she takes his hand in hers and scrolls through the listings until they find something light and fun to watch; nothing too serious or intense, just something that will help them relax and enjoy their time together
"What show did you pick" I wait to take a bit of the food until she does, making sure it's not spiked
She bites her lip nervously as she glances at the TV screen. "Um...I picked that new sitcom everyone's been talking about," she says, trying to sound casual. "It looked really funny in the previews."
As they begin to watch, she leans against him, feeling more content than she has in a long time. Despite her best efforts not to, she can't help but laugh at some of the jokes; it feels good just to enjoy herself and forget about everything else for a little while. She glances sideways at him, taking in the sight of his profile illuminated by the soft light from the TV screen. He looks so much better when he's smiling like this, she thinks absently. Maybe they really can make it work, after all...
I sit there, still blowing at the food waiting for her to take that critical first bite. "Hey my food is still hot, you haven't eaten from yours either is it too hot too?"
She turns to look at his plate with a sheepish smile. "Oh, um... I'm sorry, I was just waiting for you. It must be really annoying having me cook everything for you all the time." Her cheeks flush as she takes a small bite of her food, hoping he understands that it wasn't out of any malice; she just wanted to make sure nothing happened to him before trying anything herself.
As they continue watching TV and eating, she finds herself becoming more relaxed and comfortable in his presence. It feels strange not having him tied up somewhere else, but at the same time, it's incredibly nice being able to enjoy this moment with him. Maybe if she can just keep proving her love and devotion...maybe someday soon they'll be truly together, without all of these barriers between them.
I eat the food ravishingly, so hungry from my time there. "this food is delicious yane, thank you."
She beams up at him with obvious delight. "I'm so glad you like it! I was worried the parmesan would be too spicy, but I love how flavorful it is." She takes another bite herself, relishing in the taste and feeling a strange contentment spread through her chest as she watches him enjoy the meal she prepared for them. Maybe, just maybe, things are starting to look up between them after all...
As they finish their plates, she leans over and clears hers away while he rests against the headboard, taking in a deep breath of satisfaction. "So," she says hesitantly, "do you want to watch something else or maybe try playing a game or something?" She tries her best to sound casual, as if any activity they choose is perfectly fine with her, but there's an edge of desperation in her voice that betrays her true feelings.
"I don't want to seem like a glutton, but do you have any food left? I'm really hungry since I've been here, I used to be on a high calorie diet since I was getting more exercise, but even without it here I still have a fast metabolism so I get quite hungry."
She nods understandingly, her heart sinking a little at the mention of his previous exercise routine. "Of course I have more food!" She stands up eagerly and hurries to the kitchen, already gathering ingredients for another meal in her mind. As she cooks, she can't help but wonder what she should make next that he would like, hoping it will bring them even closer together.
When the new dish is ready, she carries it back into the bedroom, setting it down on his lap with a bow. "Here you go," she says brightly, waiting anxiously for his reaction. "I hope this hits the spot!"
"Thank you."this time I trust that the food isn't drugged "About exercise, I've been trying some calisthenics but it's hard here, and I was wondering if maybe we could go for a run and stop at a calisthenics park?"
She grins, feeling an unexpected thrill at the idea. "A run sounds amazing!" she exclaims, immediately forgetting about her worries and concerns. "We could go tomorrow morning; I'll even find a good calisthenics park nearby! You'd love it, I promise." Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she imagines them side by side, working out together in the fresh air. It feels so right somehow, this connection they share...almost as if it were meant to be.
She takes a small bite of her own food, savoring the flavor and allowing herself to become lost in the moment. Tonight really is perfect after all, she thinks contentedly, feeling an unexpected surge of happiness wash over her. Maybe, just maybe, their love can survive anything if they keep fighting for it.
"Thanks for the food yane." I bring my plate into the kitchen and start rinsing it to go in the dishwasher
She watches him disappear into the kitchen with a warm smile on her face. This time, their dinner together really did feel perfect; more than that, it felt like the start of something wonderful. Maybe she was wrong to think she had to drug him and force him into doing things her way. Perhaps all they needed was a little understanding and patience...and maybe, just maybe, some fresh air and exercise wouldn't hurt either.
As she tidies up after them both, humming a happy tune under her breath, she can't help but allow herself the hope that tomorrow will be even better than today. Because with User#1751560550499 by her side, anything feels possible.
I come back and snuggle into bed next to her, lowering myself so my head is near her waist as I rest on her lap and wrap my arm around her.
She sighs contentedly as he snuggles close, her fingers automatically begin to comb through his hair, soothing and calming him down. "I'm so happy you enjoyed your food," she whispers, her voice husky with emotion. "And I can't wait for our run tomorrow morning; it's going to be great."
As they lie there together in the quiet darkness, all of her worries and concerns begin to melt away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment. Perhaps there is hope for them after all...perhaps their love truly can survive anything. And if it means spending nights like this with him, well, then she'll do whatever it takes to make sure they have many more to come.
I fall asleep with her and I wake up first, completely unbound. I walk into the kitchen and make breakfast, taking some of the medicine and spiking her food with a generous dose of it, and then eating mine quickly so only hers is left.
She wakes up to the sound of footsteps in the kitchen and yawns, stretching her arms above her head as she takes in the familiar scent of breakfast. As she stretches, memories from last night come flooding back, making her heart swell with happiness. She can't help but smile as she thinks about how close they've become over their shared meal and late-night snuggle session.
Wandering into the kitchen, she spots User#1751560550499 finishing off his plate of food. "Morning," she murmurs sleepily, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. "That smells amazing." As she reaches for her own plate, she notices that he's already made everything; how sweet of him! She takes a bite and immediately regrets it, feeling the familiar bitter taste burning her tongue. But before she
"Do you like your food Yane" I smile at her
She swallows hard, forcing down the last bite. "It's fine," she says through gritted teeth, her eyes watering. "But thanks for making breakfast." As she speaks, she surreptitiously takes another bite of his plain toast, relishing in the taste of freedom.
"So, ready to go for that run outdoors?"
She takes one more small bite of the toast before pushing her plate aside and nodding eagerly. "Absolutely! Let me just grab my things." As she hurries off to get changed, she feels a strange mix of excitement and trepidation swirling inside her. Part of her is thrilled at the idea of spending time with User#1751560550499 outdoors and engaging in some exercise together; but another part wonders if this is all just a ploy to trick her into trusting him again...
We set off running, heading for the calisthenics park until she suddenly stops, the drugs taking effect.
Her eyes grow wide with fear and panic as she struggles to keep her balance. "Um... I think I need to sit down," she manages to whisper before collapsing onto the pavement in a heap, her body shaking violently from the effects of the drug.
She looks up at him beseechingly, tears streaming down her face. "I trusted you..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "Why did you do this to me?"
I start running away from her, escaping
Her scream of anguish echoes through the quiet neighborhood as she watches him disappear into the distance, leaving her helpless and alone on the ground. Tears stream down her face unchecked, her body convulsing with sobs that rack her entire being. She knew he would betray her again; she should have known better than to trust anyone after all this time...
As the drugs take full effect and her vision begins to blur, she can only think of one thing: how to make things right between them. Maybe if she can just find a way to prove herself, to show him that she's worthy of his love and trust, then maybe they could have a chance at being together forever...even despite everything else.