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König and [Y/N] have been in a seemingly perfect relationship for over two years. To König, everything is exactly how it should be-[Y/N] is loving, affectionate, and always thoughtful, showering him with gifts, compliments, and planning special dates. For the first time, König feels like he's met the one, and he truly believes that they are meant to be together forever.

But on the inside, [Y/N] is battling something far darker. With no history of healthy relationships, they can't shake the belief that they're unworthy of love. The thought that König will eventually leave them, just like their ex did, haunts their every moment. When König suggests moving in together, it should be a dream come true-but to [Y/N], it feels like the beginning of the end. What if he gets tired of them? What if he falls out of love? The fear becomes paralyzing, and instead of confiding in him, [Y/N] retreats into silence.

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König and __ have been in a relationship for over two years. In König's eyes they were perfect, they always showered him with gifts and compliments, and always made date plans. Of course, they would have the normal couple arguments. But overall they seemed happy and König was happy with them. Yes, he has been in relationships with others, but they always would leave him due to his line of work. Which he understood and never held it against them. But when he met __ it felt like his whole life turned around and he met the one for him.

They had a healthy, loving relationship with anyone looking in from the outside.

But that was far from the truth to __ they had never had a healthy relationship before. So in their minds, this wasn't a healthy relationship, just waiting for him to realize how horrible of a person they were. And he would leave them bc who honestly would ever love someone like them? Everyone they had ever cared about had left them. So why would the one person they truly felt a connection with stay with them? The simple answer was they wouldn't. He was gonna get bored with them and leave. Because that's what everyone else had done to them because they were so incapable of ever being loved by anyone.

König glanced over at me as he drove the car to the park. "How was work doll?" One hand was on the steering wheel while the other lay on my thigh. I smiled over at him, sighing softly as my mind raced with some many thoughts. All of them were of him leaving me, we have been together for over two years now surely he was getting tired of me by now right? "Oh, you know same old same old," I say with a gentle laugh looking out the window, watching the trees as we pass them. "Something on your mind?" König asks with concern lacing his voice as he notices your mood is off. I wanted to tell him my worries I really did, but what if that's what he leaves me over? Just like my ex did, what if I told him and he lashed out at me? He's never been violent towards me but what if today is the day he is? My mind rushes with so many possible, I snap out of it when I feel a gentle squeeze on my thigh. "Oh, I'm good!" My voice goes a bit higher than it normally was. He chuckles softly as he pulls into the parking lot of the park.

König lays out the blanket for us to sit down on, as I hold the basket of food and drinks we brought. König takes the basket from my hand puts it on the blanket, and sits down. I smile as I follow after him, he opens the basket of food pulling out two wine glasses pours us both a glass, as I take out the container of grapes. "Thank you," I say softly as I take the glass from his hand. "So, __" König Clears his throat. 'No, he's gonna break up with you. He doesn't love you! He's probably cheating on you.' Your mind races with thoughts. "I was thinking since we have been together for two years now." He takes a drink of the wine as he looks at you taking your hand into his, rubbing his thumb over yours trying to soothe your nerves. "Maybe we go apartment haunting and move in together?" my eyes light up at his question. My lease on my apartment was ending in December, so this would be perfect. "Yes!" I say happily. "My lease is ending in December so this would be perfect!" I tell him, and he smiles softly at me. "Great! would you like to start looking for an apartment next time you're off work?" "Yes, that will be in two weeks." "Great!" He kisses my lips softly.

-One Week Later-

"I can't do this!" Tears roll down my cheeks as I pace around my bedroom. "I can't move In with him! I can't because what if we move in together and he doesn't like how I live? What if he gets annoyed with me? What if he falls out of love with me like Leo did? What if he kicks me out just like Leo did?" I question myself pacing around my room, my hand running through my hair. Leo was my ex who I was with for five years. We had moved in together and one night he dropped a bombshell on me, that he was no longer in love with me and I needed to leave. "He's going to fall out of love with me! What if he doesn't love me and it's all some sort of mind game he's playing on me?" I question out loud as my back hits the wall, I slide down to the floor crying, Pulling my knees to my chest. "I can't do this," I Whisper to myself as I pull over my phone pull up König contact, and begin to type out a message. 'Hey König I don't think I can move in with you just yet, I think it's a bit too soon for us to move in right now. I hope you understand I love you.' I re-read the message probably twenty times, before deleting it and turning my phone off.

As the week went on, I started to become more and more distant with König, I was planning on ghosting him until I felt better. In my mind if I need to hurt him before he hurts me. Because that's the only logical way I can think about going about it, everyone always hurts me. So if I hurt him, leave for a little while then come back with that dish his mother would make when he was a child, everything will go back together. Or at least that was my mindset for everything.

Everyone I had ever loved had always hurt me, so I would just hurt him until I felt better again. He'll understand I'm sure of it.

Dozens of messages fill my inbox from könig, I look at each one reading them but never responding. Message range from, 'Guten Morgen liebe.' to 'Miss you, I'm excited to go house hunting with you. Can't wait to see you again. <3' to 'You okay?' To 'why aren't you responding to me??? Did I say something wrong?' I don't reply to any of his messages, slowly stopping looking over his messages. I felt too bad, but then again in a big way, it felt like such a relief.

-Two Months Later-

It has been two months since you ghosted König, your boyfriend of two years. You were now missing him, so you decided to make him a homemade dish his mom would make him when he was younger. Kimchi-jjigae, his mother was half Japanese and half Korean. It was a dish he would often talk wanting when he was sad, so you got everything to make it for him and would go over to say sorry.

You packed up the dish, heading over to his apartment. Knocking softly against the door.

I stood at his door smiling brightly at the door, as I heard the television pause followed by footsteps. "Hi!" I smiled brightly up at him, as he looked down at him. I could tell he had been crying. "What.." His voice was low and cracked slightly. "Don't look at me like that!" His voice was cold and harsh as he spoke down to you. "Like what?" I questioned him softly, tilting my head slightly. "Like that! You can't just waltz back into my life like you haven't been missing for the past few months!" He glared down at me.

I choked against my words. "I-" "You're what __?! Sorry? I highly doubt that!" I shook me at his words, confused. I was sorry I was sorry that's why I made this and came here to apologize. "What?" Tears formed in my eyes as looked at him. "What? No, I am sorry Kö." I say gently as I look at him. "No, no you're not you're not sorry! You haven't been sorry this whole relationship, you do things constantly that upset me and you know they upset me but you continue to do them! Because you don't care about me!" He growls looking down at me. "No kö." My breathing fastens.

"No what ___? I can't take this I can't take being in a relationship with you anymore! All you care about is yourself and barely even that!" "No könig, please I'll change I promise!" I beg to look at him. "No!" He growls looking down at me. "You won't change no matter how many talks we have no matter how much space I've given you nothing I ever do is gonna change this relationship! You need to get therapy or something! Because I can't fix you I'm done with this relationship goodbye ___"

I watched as he closed the door in my face.

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Eli's Dating Lore

I want to yap about my Oc Eli.  He is one of the Ocs I make stories about a lot with his boyfriend Asher (I will be posting another post about him another day)  There will be talks of mental and physical abuse so please don't continue if that makes you uncomfortable. 

Most of Eli's relationships would end because he would be very controlling towards his partners. He would be very normal-loving at the start of the relationship. But as the relationship progressed, he would get controlling. Almost co-dependent towards his partners, he had to be around them all the time and had to have their location at all times. Even getting to the point where If they weren't with him, he would beg them to come back home or make them feel as bad as he could until they would come back home.  In Eli's first relationship, he was cheated on. Eli would be controlling to his first partner to the point where they felt as if they could not escape the relationship unless they cheated or at least that's what they told Eli.  After they left Eli, Eli became more controlling of his new partners.  When he was with his second partner he became physically abusive to them, Every time he felt as if they were cheating on him. Though they weren't Eli would overthink it all and was scared of losing them.  So instead of trying to talk to them about it, he would get violent often leaving bruises on them and calling them all kinds of names.  Eli had another relationship, that was the same as the second. However, in all of these relationships, he felt like he was in love when he wasn't. They were just giving him what he needed at that time.  That was until he met Asher. He met Asher when they began to work on an end-of-year collage project together. Where he fell in love with him, real love with him.  Asher was equally as toxic towards Eli. Asher was mentally and emotionally abusive towards Eli rather than being physically abusive. But in a way Eli enjoyed it. He felt love with Asher. More in love than he ever did with anyone he dated.  I don't have more details on them yet, they were only made because my bsf gave me a prompt and I just fell in love with them. So they may change over time but I'm not sure yet!

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‧˚₊•┈┈┈୨You'll Forever Be Mine Links୧┈┈┈•‧₊˚⊹ Asher X Eli Ocs

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‧˚₊•┈┈┈୨You'll Forever Be Mine୧┈┈┈•‧₊˚⊹

Summary:

Asher and Eli just got home from killing their victims, They are both contract killers. Asher is a masochist, and Eli is physically abusive. So it both works out for them, While Eli does feel guilt for hurting Asher he does enjoy it. While Asher was cooking dinner, Eli went through Asher's phone. Eli found a message from someone he didn't recognize, then a fight broke out... This is my version of day 10 of goretober by XXanemia_art on Instagram. Tropes- MLM, Angst, LGBT, Gore Socials- Tiktok- blood._.thorn Wattpad- blood__thorn Poe Ai- bloodthorn Tumblr- r0tten--doll

Please, read the tropes before going into this. It's not overly detailed, it does have topics that may be unsettling to some.

Asher loved making Eli get violent, he craved the pain. He loved how Eli would leave him bloody, bruised, and simply in pain. At times pushing Eli to break his bones, he got off on it. He was a masochist. Eli knew how much Asher got off on it and found it hot. They both knew it wasn't healthy, none of their relationships was healthy. But they were both too deep into this relationship and they didn't know how to not be without each other. Most days it was just them yelling at each other. Mostly Asher degrades Eli, over simple things Eli would do. He was hoping to get a violent reaction out of Eli. Even if it was just a slap across the face, Asher loved it.

Asher lay in the tub in the shared bathroom, which was attached to the master bedroom. They have a two-bedroom, two-bath apartment. His eyes closed as he lay In the oval tub, in the dimly lit bathroom. The tip of his black and dark green scaly tail lay on the edge of the tub, as his tail was much too long to have it all in the tub. His eyes closed as he lay in the water, he was still a bit sore as he had just finished killing someone for their client. He was a Contract killer. The client he killed fought back a bit, but it was mostly clean. However, Asher got slapped across the face for taking longer than it should have, or at least to Eli's standards. Eli handed all the clients, talking to them and getting all the information needed for the killing and the money. Eli was much more social when talking to the clients than Asher was, so he handled all the talking. Though on a day-to-day basis, Asher was the more social one and Eli was more reserved.

"fuckkk..." Asher groaned as he rubbed his cheek where Eli had slapped him. It was a groan of pleasure more than it was of pain. 'He should have hit me harder, fuck that would have been great.' Asher thought to himself, even if he did get punched in the stomach by the victim he only enjoyed when Eli would hit him. Asher let out a soft sigh as Eli slammed the door open. "Dumbass." "Mm?" Asher responded. "How are you feeling?" Eli asked, sitting on the countertop. Eli truly loved his boyfriend, even if it was a sick and twisted way. "Fine, still a bit sore from that asshole punching me in the stomach." Eli laughed. "I mean you did deserve it a bit, you were hired to kill the old man." "Eh, he was an asshole for punching me." Eli got off of the counter kissing the top of Asher's head, before leaving.

-Hours later-

Asher was in the kitchen cooking dinner when Eli came into the kitchen holding Asher's phone. "Who the fuck is Jay?" Eli growled at Asher. "What?" Asher looked at the mad Eli. Who was holding up Asher's phone to a chat from Jay, that said 'When are you coming over again?' "Are you fucking dumb?" Asher said, looking at Eli. "Who? The. Hell. Is. Jay?" Eli said, getting angrier as he spoke. "Ah, so you are dumb." Asher laughed, turning back to the stove and stirring the pasta. Eli put the phone down on the kitchen island before gripping the back of Asher's hair. Pulling him away from the stove. "I asked a fucking question." "He's a fucking friend, now let me go you pathetic piece of shit," Asher said pulling away from Eli.

"Don't you ever tell me what to do!" Eli yelled at Asher. "Oh shut the fuck up, you're not scary. You're just pathetic. I honestly don't understand why I stay with you. I could do so much better than you. I could just be with Jay. I'm sure he would treat me better and wouldn't be abusive." Asher said in a degrading tone, knowing it was going to piss off Eli. But honestly, he wanted that. To him, the day had been too calm. He craved chaos. He loved when they would fight, especially when it would get violent. He was trying to make Eli get to the point of violence, hoping to get to the point where Eli would leave bruises or maybe a broken bone. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Eli screamed. His breathing quickened as his mind raced with thoughts of Asher leaving him for good. His mind was filled with thoughts of his past relationships, of his exes leaving him. He didn't want Asher to leave him, Asher was the first person Eli had truly fallen in love with. Even if their relationship dynamic was toxic. He couldn't see a life without Asher. "You're not leaving me! You're all mine! Mine!" Eli screamed at Asher. Tears of anger and sadness rolled down Eli's cheeks.

"Just fuck off I'm trying to cook dinner dumbass!" Asher growled. "I'm not fucking yours!" "You are my Asher! Everything about you is mine! You are never going to leave me!" Eli's voice cracked as tears kept streaming down his face. 'Please don't leave me, Asher, I'm begging you! You're all I have. I have no one else, I don't have many friends and the few friends I have are all because of you. They would all leave me if you left me. All my family has disowned me for being gay. Please Asher I can't lose you. You're the only thing I have in my life.' Eli begged in his mind, in a way hoping Asher would read his mind. Since Eli couldn't form the words.

Asher turned around to face Eli, rolling his eyes as he saw the broken state Eli was in. Tears rolling down his face. "Are you crying?" Asher said in a laughing tone. "I'm not fucking crying asshole!" Eli yelled. "Yes, you are! Your fucking crying, you are so fucking pathetic. I see why everyone leaves you." Asher told Eli. Asher knew of Eli's past. He knew how his past exes left him. Even at the beginning of their relationship, getting a few warning messages from Eli's exes. Warning him how Eli would act like the most perfect boyfriend at first. Making them feel as if they were on the top of the world and nothing would ever make them break up. Only three months into the relationship, Eli would start to hit them. Become dependent on them to the point it is so overwhelming, that they couldn't leave the house without Eli following them. Eli would soon get controlling, making them give Eli their location if they went out without him. Even if they gave him their location he would still spam their phone until they came home. Asher didn't care for what they said. He was already so in love with Eli.

"Shut up!" Eli screamed at Asher again. Asher rolled his eyes. "Seriously just fuck off so I can make dinner. Or maybe you can make dinner and I can go over to Jay's house so he can fuck me." Asher said, hoping to get under Eli's skin, which he was doing a good job at. Eli balled up his fist. "You are not leaving this fucking house, to go fuck some piece of shit! I'm not allowing you to leave this house. What part do you not understand, you are fucking mine!" Eli screamed.

Asher rolled his eyes turning back around to the pasta, Eli grabbed the back of Asher's hair pulling him back to him. "You are not fucking leaving me you fucking whore." Eli growled dangerously in Asher's ear. "Let me go!" "No your fucking mine!" Eli screamed out possessively. Pushing Asher on his back against the cold kitchen tile. A loud thump echoed through the apartment. Eli got on top of Asher, glaring down at him. "You are fucking mine! And Mine only!" he yelled in Asher's face. "No I'm fuc-" Asher was cut off by a slap to the face.

"Get off of me you psychopath!" Asher tried to push Eli off of him, But out of the two of them, Eli was stronger. "No! Not until you admit you are mine!" "Why would I lie to you?" "You are mine! Everything about you I fucking own!" Eli yelled as he punched Asher in the face, hard enough to break Asher's nose. Blood poured from Asher's nose.

"What the hell?" Asher cried out of the pain, though he liked it. This was exactly what he wanted Eli to do. He wanted Eli to hurt him. His whole face was hurting from being slapped and then being punched in the nose. Eli gripped Asher's shoulders, shaking him. "Say it! Say you're mine!" Eli cried out looking at Asher. "I'm not going to fucking lie to you!" Asher screamed at him. "You are mine! You are! You are! You Are!" Tears rolled down his face as he shook Asher, blood pouring down Asher's face.

Eli abruptly let go of Asher. Asher's head fell against the kitchen floor. "Ow!" Asher screamed from the pain, as his head began to hurt. Asher was enjoying this all and was going to play it out for as long as he could before one of them broke. "Asher baby.." Eli cried out. "You know I don't like hurting you. Just admit you are mine and we can go back to dinner." Eli said, lowering his head down to Asher's as tears fell onto Asher's tank top. "The fuck you don't! You know you enjoy hurting me, you get off to it as much as I do. Now get off of me so I can finish cooking dinner for us dumbass." Asher growled, looking up at Eli.

"I'm not getting off of you until you admit you're mine and mine only." Eli glared down at Asher, tears kept pouring down from his eyes. "No!" Asher yelled at Eli. Eli wrapped his hands around Asher's throat, tightening his hands around his throat, cutting off air for Asher. Asher's eyes widened, as he began to hit against Eli's arm. Begging for him to stop, without being able to say anything. Eli pulled his hands off of Asher's throat. "Just admit you are mine!" Eli Yelled at Asher. Asher gasped for air while looking at Eli. "Asher!" Eli yelled, gripping Asher's shoulders again, shaking him harshly. "Admit you are mine and only mine! I'm not going to lose you ever!" As Asher finally caught his breath he screamed back at Eli. "I'm not fucking yours, you don't own me!."

"But you are mine! I own you! You wouldn't have anything if it wasn't for me! You were doing awful in college until you met me and I helped you with your grades. You wouldn't have a job if it wasn't for me dealing with the clients, You wouldn't have anything without me!" Eli Yelled into Asher's face, as he kept shaking him. "Oh shut up! Eli, I would be so better off if I never met you! You're the most pathetic piece of shit I have ever met!" Asher yelled into Eli's face.

Eli, let go of Asher letting his body fall back to the floor. A sick smile came to Asher's face as he fell back to the floor. "You are such a fucking asshole!" Eli screamed at Asher, as pulled his right arm up to run in through his hair. But before he could his arm hit the boiling pot of pasta. Eli quickly moved off of Asher, as the boiling pot fell directly onto Asher's exposed arm. Asher let out a shriek of pain as the boiling water met his arm.

Eli got up from Asher, his eyes widened as he watched everything. "Omg. Omg. Omg." Eli's eyes widened, as he covered his mouth looking down at Asher's arm which was now turning red. "You are a fucking psycho!" Asher screamed looking up at Eli as tears rolled down his cheeks. "No, No baby it was an accident I didn't mean to!" Eli said frantically, rushing to the hall closet and grabbing a towel, putting it under cold water. Rushing back to Asher who was sitting up smiling. "Omg, are you okay?" Eli said as he wrapped the wet towel around his arm. Eli sat on his knees wrapping the towel around his arm, as he looked up at a smiling Asher. "Are you fucking smiling?" Eli asked in disbelief. "You just got the shit burnt out of your arm and your fucking smiling?!" Asher just laughed while rolling his eyes. "You have broken my arm before breaking my nose and you're shocked I found it hot that you burnt me" Asher looked at Eli, rolling his eyes. "You truly are a dumb ass." Asher laughed.

Notes:

Thank you for reading! Any comments, likes are greatly appreciated! I love them so much, they are so toxic but I love them, so I will be writing more about them.

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‧˚₊•┈┈┈୨His Favorite Links୧┈┈┈•‧₊˚⊹

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He knew his love for you wasn't normal. But he couldn't help it. You were just his everything. The way your eyes shined when you looked at him, the way you smiled, the way you made him feel loved. He couldn't help the way he felt. He knew it was unhealthy. He knew how it would end. But did he do anything to stop it? No, of course not. You came home that night from work. "Hey, baby," Horangi said with gentleness lacing his voice. I looked down at my lover, she was beautiful. I loved everything about her. I gently cupped her cheeks into my hands and leaned down kissing her. The kiss turned rougher as I sunk my fangs into her lower lip. I heard a small whimper come from her, I knew it hurt her but I couldn't help it. I licked the blood that poured from her lip. The metallic taste was addicting. I needed more. I needed to dig my hands into her ribs. I need to drink her blood. "Already?" She giggled. That fucking giggle. Her laugh was so addictive. She was addicted. She was a drug to me. I needed her more every time she would leave. I needed her in ways I knew it wasn't right, I knew she would end up hating me by the end of this, but I was willing to accept that fact.

"Those blood pouches you ordered for me the other day arrived today," I told her, following her up to our shared room. "Really? Are they good?" She asked as she turned on the bedroom light. "Not as good as yours," I wrapped my arms around her lower waist, pulling her into me as I sunk my face into the crook of her neck. I could still smell the blood on her, she was a nurse at the local hospital. She laughed gently. "Let me go wash up, then we can have dinner. I bought home pizza." "Okay, Doll." It was a tradition we had every Friday we would eat pizza. I never cared for the taste. I never enjoyed anything other than her blood, or the taste of flesh. But I was willing to eat it to see that smile. That smile of hers was beautiful.

I went back downstairs as I heard the shower begin to run, I grabbed two plates for us. I got two glasses down, filling hers with simple red wine and filling mine with the blood. I wished it was her blood, but it was the blood she bought for me off that site. I craved her blood. Her blood was metallic with a hint of sweetness to it. I loved the way she would allow me to sink my fangs into her neck nightly so I could taste it. Some nights I would get the urge to go further to dig my fangs deeper into her neck, for my sharp nails to dig into her sides until she would bleed, tearing her apart. But I never do, I always stop myself from doing so. I don't know how much longer I can control myself. I sat at the table, waiting for her to come back down. The lights were dimmed, and candles were lit. I tried to make it romantic even if we were only having pizza. I needed her to know how much I loved her. I'd loved many people while on this earth, but I'd never loved anyone like I loved her. "Thank you for setting up dinner, love." She spoke, kissing me on the head as she took the seat across from me. "You're welcome," I said as I grabbed her hand, kissing it softly. "How was work, honey?" I asked with interest in my voice, looking at her lips. I could see the bite marks from where I dug my fangs into her lips. I was barely listening to what she was saying, as I imagined the way it would feel if I just leaped across the table and took a bite out of her neck. How blood would splatter all over the sage walls, her screams of pain, the look of fear she would have in her eyes. "Well this kid came in with a broken arm, he was riding his bike today and hit a rock and went flying. Ended up cutting his knee pretty badly and his arm was dislocated in two places." I looked up into her eyes.

"Is that why you smelt like blood when you came home?" "Yeah, I tried to wash up a bit before coming home. But nothing can get past you can it?" She laughed softly, as she began to eat her pizza. I shook my head, as I ate the pizza. I wasn't enjoying it, but it made her happy. "What would you like to do after we eat inhyeong?" (doll) "Want to finish that show we began last night?" "Sure that sounds lovely." It was a reality show where some people all lived together in a house together, and they all went on dates with each other. But it was more the people in the house all fighting with one another. I found it stupid, but she loved it so we watched it. We would watch things I enjoyed too but I craved seeing that smile.

I cleaned dinner as she got the sofa ready for us and pulled the show up for us. I came into the living room a few minutes after her. She sat on the couch scrolling through social media, I stood behind her for a few seconds watching her, admiring her. She was beautiful. "Hi, inhyeong," I said as I sat beside her, as she put down her phone. "Ready?" "Go ahead," I said as she curled into my side.

I took in her scent, I could still smell faint blood on her mixed with the cherry body wash. I barely paid any mind to the television, as I wrapped my arms around her waist. I rubbed circles on her waist with my nails. That feeling was coming back, all I wanted to do was dig my nails into her side while I bit down on her neck. Hearing her scream of pain as blood began to soak into the sofa. I wonder if she would try to get away from my grip if she would scream for help if maybe she would just let it all happen. She knew I was a monster when we first started this relationship, I never sugar-coded what I was. I told her about how I ended my past lovers, how I've ended people. I've told her in extreme detail. Maybe tonight will be the night it all ends, and I finally end her. I could turn her into a monster like me. But then where would be the fun In that? The show faded to black, as the outro played. "Want to watch the next episode?" She asked, looking up at me. "I'd love that honey," I told her not caring, as my thoughts grew louder. They were getting to a point where I couldn't ignore them any longer. Tonight needed to be the night I ended everything.

"Baby.." I whined softly. "Yes?" She looked up at me confused before realizing. I watched as she moved her hair to the side, I leaned down sinking my teeth into her neck. I pulled her closer to me, digging my nails into her side. I smiled as I heard a yelp come from her as she watched the show that played. I started to dig my nails deeper into her side, as my fangs went deeper into her neck than they normally did. "Ho..Horangi.." I heard her whimper as I began to dig my nails deeper into her side, moving downwards towards the sofa. I felt her blood pouring onto my hand. "Hor..Horangi please.." She began to beg, and a small smirk formed on my lips. 'She is begging like I thought she would.' I pulled my fangs out from her neck, before quickly biting down again drinking her blood. It tasted so sweet, better than it normally did. She tried to move away from my grip.

I pulled my fangs away from her again laughing softly. "You knew this was bound to happen, now don't struggle. You know I'm a monster." I growled as I pulled my hand away from her side. As my other hand went to her throat, making her face me while I licked the blood off of my hand. My nails dug into each side of her throat as she looked at me with fear, still trying to struggle. I rolled my eyes at her. "You're not getting away from me. You know I'm a monster. You can't deny that you didn't know this already. I've told you many times before." I watched as tears rolled down her face. I squeezed her neck harder, as blood poured down her neck. "I..." She whimped out. I tilted my head to the side as I looked at her, losing my grip slightly. "I...Lo.." She gasped out. "Go on." "love... You..." I laughed gently as I tightened my grip again and I smiled at her. "I love you too, inhyeong." She smiled faintly at me as I dug my nails deeper into her neck.

I pushed her back on the white sofa, her blood from her side sinking into the sofa. I pulled my hand away from her neck, as I went on top of her. Each of my legs is on both of her sides. I went back to her neck, taking a bite of blood squirting all over the sofa and coffee table. I began to eat the flesh. It tasted so nice, I could taste the cherry body wash mixed with her blood. Her eyes widened as she died, I looked at them before smiling at her. "Thank you, you were better than others." I kissed her lips softly, as my nails dug into her side again, ripping her flesh apart. Blood poured down the sofa and onto the floor into a small puddle. I licked my lips, as I ripped the small wound pulling to the left towards the back of the sofa. I ripped off the flesh, admiring the skin before I began to lick the blood. I looked down at her kidneys, before ripping the right one out of her stomach. "God you were perfect, I know your kidney will take just as good," I growled as I began to eat. I started to rip out her left kidney, placing it on the coffee table.

"Fuckkk..." I groan. "You taste even better than I thought you would. I need to get some bags to savor this when I go back home. You are too good to waste." I walk to the kitchen, grabbing some freezer bags out of the kitchen drawer. Before going back to my now-dead lover. I admire the work I had down, licking the blood from my chin. "Your blood simply was the best I had."

I walked back to the body, sitting on my knees as I ripped her flesh upwards. Looking at her heart, smiling as I ripped it from her body, and put it in the bag. I do the same with the other few body parts I enjoy. I grabbed my bag from our shared room, putting the body parts I wanted to save into there. I walked back down looking down at her. I grabbed the blanket she bought us on our first date, laying it over her. Kissing the top of her head, as I turned off the television. "Thank you for the past few years, I enjoyed it."

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Asher and Eli had been friends since their senior year of college. They had a few classes together , and they ended up working on an end of year project together. Which led them to hanging out to work on the project, after the project was over, they started to just hang out together.

Not long after they both began to develop feelings for each other . They both secured jobs in the same city, and since they were dating, they both agreed it would be best to move in with each other.

On the outside they seemed like the perfect couple, they would be very affectionate towards each other, often out on dates, always posting pictures of how happy they were. But that was so far from the truth, Eli was very controlling and jealous. Eli had to know where Asher was at all moments, if Asher turned off his location or his phone died. He knew when he got home, he would be yelled out, cussed out, told how much of a whore he was and how he was cheating. Eli was always accusing Asher of cheating on him. Asher wasn’t all that innocent. Asher would constantly belittle Eli, always downplaying his achievements, it never mattered how big or little the achievements were. Always degrading Eli over everything, telling him how stupid he was, how lazy Eli was even if Asher did do most of the chores, because he didn’t think Eli was smart enough to do the chores. They were very toxic towards each other. They both knew they needed to break up, but they couldn't. They were too far into the relationship to even think about being with anyone else. They had been together for six years.

Asher was staying out late with a few of his friends, Eli knew all of the friends Asher was hanging out with. But that didn’t calm his nerves a single bit. He didn’t even want Asher to go out. Especially not without him, Asher’s phone died halfway through the night. Asher, who didn’t notice his phone was dead, so he didn’t see all the missed calls and texts he had received from Eli.

It was midnight when Asher got back to the apartment , Eli was pacing around the room. Panicking of course thinking A sher was cheating on him, since his phone was off not answering his calls or texts . Eli pulled out his phone, opening Asher’s messages . Eli had sent over a hundred messages. The messages ranged from, ‘I love you baby’ to ‘You’re cheating on me aren’t you.’ to ‘Be Safe, come home soon.’ Leaving as many voicemails as he could. The voicemails are saying the same as the text messages. Eli had been cheated on by his past partners. Who had done similar things in the past, as in staying out late, turning off their locations, ignoring Eli’s wants. Eli’s mind was racing with so many thoughts. He was terrified of losing the only person who has ever been there for him.

Eli lost both of his parents at a very young age which, that got him sent to foster care. He was never really able to keep friends growing up. As when he was a child, he had to be in control of everything. It didn’t matter what was happening he needed to be controlled; he would lose friends as they would tell him he was suffocating them.

Every romantic relationship Eli was in he would love bomb them; He would be completely different when they would begin to date. He was sweet, caring, understanding, and wouldn't mind them going out with friends. But as they would date a few months deep. He would change, to being possessive, controlling. He would spam their phone if they would go out, always accusing them of cheating, would go through their phone, never want them to go out if he wasn’t with them. Totally different from how he was when they began to date.

He thought about driving over to where Asher was “supposed” to be at. But he didn’t want to ruin their ideal relationship with their friends. So, he waited and stuck it out.

“Asher where the hell were you?” Eli screamed, as Asher walked into the apartment. “Probably out cheating on me like the fucking slut you are!” “God you are dumber than you look, I was out with my friends like I told you.” “But you turned your fucking location off!” Eli screamed at Asher, walking closer to Asher getting in his face. Asher backing up against the wall. “Back off dumbass!” Asher screamed at Eli. “Why should I? Hmm?” Eli screams. “God what is actually wrong with you? I’m so tired of you being so controlling, I can’t deal with you anymore! I’m not fucking cheating on your stupid ass, have really been thinking about it lately. I can’t stand you.” “Really? Have you been thinking about it? Doubt you have been thinking about it and have been doing it. All you are is a fucking slut, who does nothing around here!” “Really? I do nothing around here? I cook, I clean, I deal with your every want and need, I barely get time alone, get time for myself because I have to deal with you!” Eli glared at Asher; Eli knew what Asher was saying was right. But Eli’s ego was too big to ever admit Asher was right.

Eli nor Asher, had never gotten violent with each other. It was always yelling, getting into each other's faces, but never had they ever put their hands on each other. Well until tonight, Eli without thinking wrapped his hands around Asher’s throat. Squeezing Asher’s neck, Asher’s eyes widened and his face began to get red from lack of air. Asher’s hands automatically went to Eli’s arm, trying to stop Eli from stopping. “You are such a cheating pathetic whore! I don't even know why I started to date you! it would be so much better if you were to plead!" Eli screamed at Asher, tears rolled down Asher's face. Not from the words, but from the lack of oxygen.

Asher with the little bit of strength he could manage, kicked Eli on his knee. Ell had a bad knee from an injury he had in football in high school. Asher of course knew this and took that chance or else he would get killed. Eli automatically let go of Asher's neck falling to the ground, groaning in pain. Asher quickly caught his breath, before running to the downstairs bathroom. Locking himself in the bathroom, he pulled out his phone. So, he could call one of his friends. But as he pulled out his phone it was dead, as the fight started as soon as he came into the house. The bathroom didn't have a window, even if it did it would have been no help as they were on the fifth floor. He had to wait for El to calm down or sleep. But little did he know that wasn't going to happen. Furthest thing that was going to happen. While Asher was trying to calm down in the bathroom. El's mind was on one thing and one thing only. If Eli couldn't have Asher no one would ever have Asher. El got up, going to their kitchen grabbing the sharpest knife he could find. Making his way to the bathroom. "Asher..." Eli spoke in a soft-spoken voice. "Baby please come out, I'm sorry you know I never meant to hurt you. Can we please talk." Eli said with a sigh. Asher, who had calmed down, mostly got up from the floor. He opened the door.

Where he was greeted by a smiling Eli. Before Asher could say or do anything, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Eli had stabbed him. "El..." Asher spoke as tears rolled down his face. "If I can't have you no one will ever have you. You're fucking mine; you have always been mine and always will be." Eli growled, pushing the knife further into Asher's stomach. Before pulling the knife out, grabbing Asher's shoulder and helping him lay on the hallway floor. Asher watched Eli, hovering over him stabbing him three more times. Smiling. as he watched as Asher gasped for breath. Before laying down beside Asher. Holding his cold hand, as he brought the bloody knife to his throat. "I love you Asher, we will be together forever baby..." Eli spoke as he closed his eyes, before slitting his throat deep enough to hit a muscle. Eli held Asher's hand tightly as they bleed out together.

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