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Imagine your f/o being able to hypnotize you

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yknow what this deserves to be on here im gonna reblog it

Imagine your fave works in an office with one of those single-occupancy bathrooms nestled right in the office space itself. It's fine, right? Convenient, even. Even if the doors open out instead of in, well, that's useful in case of an emergency like a fire or something. Really, it's nothing to write home about. It might suck a little bit to be one of the guys whose cubicles is right next to the bathroom (in this scenario, you are unfortunately this guy), but really it's not that bad of a setup.

One morning, your fave does what any normal person might do when they have to piss, and goes into the bathroom to take their morning pee. As they're standing there, letting the piss wash from their bladder, they hear a quiet jiggle from the door.

Ah fuck, your fave thinks, did I lock the door?

It's one of those single occupancy bathrooms, so it would be awkward for someone to walk in on them. You know, since there are no other toilets to piss in. Yeah, some guys will share a toilet and cross the streams, but your fave isn't really close enough to anyone at the office to do something like that even in a casual setting.

Your fave does what any meticulous, efficient, money-saving guy would do, and leans back to reach for the little push-button lock on the bathroom door handle mid-piss. No need to stop pissing; they're in control of the situation and their stream is strong--it would be a waste to stop pissing now. It's fine.

Unfortunately, your fave misjudges the distance to the door and loses their balance, falling backward, their weight swinging the door handle down with them.

You hear a loud crash.

Your eyes are, naturally, drawn to the source of the noise: your fave has gotten their sleeve stuck on the door handle and the momentum has swung them out into the office space, trousers tangled around their knees, piss still spraying from their dick like one of those municipal park fountains that people like to jump in when it's summertime.

As you scramble to get your documents out of the way of the piss blast, your eyes meet.

Kill me, your fave's humilated expression seems to beg. Just let the ground swallow me up right here. You look them right in the eyes and smile back, silently denying their request even as droplets of their piss spatter your business casual shoes.

As they wiggle their dick back into their soaked slacks and shuffle, mortified, back to their desk, you do your best to maintain that eye contact.

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Imagine your f/o being a yandere over you

or vice versa, Imagine being a yandere for your f/o

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