#Safety Measures

[rayhantochtli]

Man's shaking for real after those decked out runs

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[springdandelixn]

Safety Measures

Summary: The security system you had installed in your apartment was done to keep your stalker away. Little did you know, he's already made his way in.

Warnings: dark themes ahead, deception, stalking, allusions to noncon, creepy vibes, nothing too worrying really but do tell me if I missed something.

Characters: Dark!Stalker!Vision x F!Reader

W/C: 1.2K +

A/N: Written for @boxofbonesfic Friday the 13th Challenge. Shoutout to @darkficsyouneveraskedfor for she initially thought of this plot and shared it with me during one of my Vision highs haha

Side Note: Victor Shade is Vision's human name.

As always, your feedback is highly appreciated and reblogs would be amazing. And of course, I hope you guys enjoy! 💙

“I think we are all set,” Mr. Shade says as he climbs down from his step ladder, tucking the screwdriver in his back pocket. “The cameras have a view of your kitchen and living room as well as your front door and the balcony.” He adds the information and you stare up at him, his words giving you a sense of relief and security. 

“I cannot thank you enough, Mr. Shade.”

“Please, call me Vision.” He says with a light chuckle, storing his things back in the large toolbox. “If you don’t mind me asking, it’s for our survey, but why are you having a security system installed?” 

His question makes you swallow thickly as the memories from the past months come to light. How innocent everything all started; random gifts left at your doorstep and soon after, at your workplace. Then the text messages started coming in, how this mysterious person would know where you were and what you were doing at the exact moment. 

Then the gifts began to become suggestive; different sets of lingerie, that to your surprise, fit you to a tee, with pairs of heels to match the outfit. But the most shocking one of all was a sex toy, wrapped in the most intricate and pristine packaging you’ve ever seen.

Until we meet, pretend it’s me. 

The note that came with it said and you immediately called up Sabrina and her boyfriend to pick you up from the apartment, fear encasing you that the stranger would show up any moment. You even changed your number the day after, hoping that it would deter, what you think is your stalker, to a degree and stop altogether.

But it didn’t. 

“Miss?” You snap out of your thoughts when you hear Vision call your attention, your hands fidgeting as you think of how to respond.

“There were reports of break-ins around the neighborhood a couple of days ago and I just want to have that extra security to feel safe.” It’s not the truth but not all of it is a lie. 

He hums at your explanation, a look of thought painting on his face and you visibly flinch when he snaps the toolbox close.

“I see. Well, I do assure you that our system is top of the line and no one will ever come in and out of your home undetected.” The smile he gives you is a comforting one and you can’t help but feel thankful for his assistance. 

He gives you a final rundown of everything he’s installed, showing you each corner where a camera can be found. You nod in understanding as he explains to you how to use the control panel and you make a mental note of all the important details he shares. 

“I guess that is everything.” He says with finality as he walks towards the front door. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” 

“Uhh—what about the payment?” You ask.

“I wouldn’t worry about that right now.” He states as he slips on his shoes. “We give our customers a one-month free trial for our services. And if everything is to your liking after the month, you can just give our customer service a call and they can finalize the transaction.”

“Oh, thank you so much. Is there anything else I need to know?”

“Nothing more for now.” His blue eyes shine against the afternoon light when he looks down at you. His blond hair falling over his eyes, and his brown, checkered shirt slightly rumpled from working all morning in your home. “But if anything happens, don’t hesitate to reach out.” He fishes out a card from his back pocket and hands it to you, seeing his name printed on the sheet. “That’s my personal line and you can call anytime.” You nod once more at his words and slightly tense when he rests his hand on your upper arm and gives it a light squeeze. “You stay safe now, miss.” He greets before turning to leave.

“I don’t understand. You said this was top-of-the-line technology.” You can’t help the irritation from slipping as you watch him tinker with the control panel in your bedroom. 

“It is.” He simply answers but the lack of concern and conviction in his voice only makes you more anxious. 

You want to believe that Vision didn’t install junky tech, you checked the website of their company and all the reviews have been nothing but great. Yet here you are, shaking in fear as your mind flits back to the moment you woke up; seeing a bouquet of yellow lilies laying beside you on your bed and the card with such an ominous note attached to it. 

I’ll see you later.

You start to pace in your room as the sense of unease courses through your veins. You can’t stop thinking that something isn’t right, that you’ve made some grave mistake yet you cannot tell what, and the constant tapping of Vision on the pad of the console only adds to the tension that’s slowly enveloping you. 

Then the clicking stops and you look up to see Vision staring inside your ensuite. You go to stand near him and follow his line of sight, seeing that he’s staring at the bin underneath your sink where the yellow petals poke out from within. 

“You threw them.”

“What?” You look up at him curiously, your eyes suddenly growing wide when he turns to face you, his sapphires growing dark. 

“I said, you threw them. The flowers.” He says in a calm voice, his head tilting to the side as his brows knit, confusion painting over his face. “Did you not like them, darling? Lilies are your favorite, right? The yellow ones to be exact. Or did I get them wrong?”

A deep chill creeps up your spine as his words slowly sink into your bones. How would he come to know of such a personal fact? You’ve only ever met him once, today being the second time. You barely even talked when he installed the security system yet he speaks as if he knows you on such an intimate level. 

Unless—no.

It can’t be. 

He can’t be.

You slowly back away as your blood is filled with fear, your body shivering when he takes a step in your direction. 

“Did you get rid of the rest of my gifts as well?” His voice is steady and calm yet there’s a strength to it, making the tension in the room thicken further. “Were they not to your liking, darling?” 

“I–it’s—” You try to speak but the words die in your mouth as fear completely takes over you. 

“What’s wrong, darling?” He gives you a soft smile. “It’s just me.” 

It’s as if your feet start to grow a mind of their own and you sprint towards your bedroom door. But a beeping sound echoes through the walls and your door suddenly shuts close, an audible click coming after, and tears immediately spring from your eyes as you grab the knob and try yanking it open.

“It’s no use, darling.” His voice is so close and you turn to face him, gasping when he plants a hand on the side of your head, standing only inches away from you. “There’s no escape.”

“Please—who are you?!” You cry. “Let me go! Please!”

“I can’t let you do that.” There’s amusement in his voice and he smirks as he moves to wrap his fingers around your throat, your hands grabbing his wrist as you try to pull away from his grasp. “I can’t let you leave.” He gives the sides of your neck a light squeeze, choking as you feel his fingers dig into your skin. “You can never leave me.”

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