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He watched your form from the shadows of the lush forestry. Your arms were locked around your torso, and your hair was aloof from the 
early October winds that swept the beautiful strands of [H/C] out of place. Your [F/C] shoes were muddy from monitoring the area 
several times, looking for that one extra page you were missing. 

He was seriously considering just giving it to you, since it was right there in his hand. You were his favorite human, he had watched you 
and your friends after school hours several times before. He thought you were gorgeous, the way your hips swung deliciously when you 
walked; every aspect of you made his mouth water. 

The loud sound of fabric rustling together and a painfully loud smack tossed him out of his thoughts. He peered through the darkness of 
the cement building for your figure, only for his eyes to land on you once again, laying face down on the concrete floor. You slowly rose to a sitting position, where you pulled up your jeans. His breath hitched at the sight of your exposed skin. 

You puckered your lips and blew lightly on the wound on your knee, wincing as the stinging of the open flesh refused to calm. Dabbing 
the blood carefully with your sleeve, you heard the distinct sound of light footsteps in the dark corner. Your gaze snapped quickly in the 
direction of the noises, and saw nothing but the mustiness and dark shadows of the walls. Squinting, your eyes barley made out the 
shape of broad shoulders and a head. Gasping, you grabbed your flashlight that had rolled a few inches away from you and pointed it in
the direction of the person. 

"Oh!" You breathed out, eyes widening as your eyes landed on the white mask that looked distinctly like a certain myth. "You..!" 

He approached, to which you reacted by crawling backwards toward the far wall with your hands and good leg. Freezing, he realized that
he could not simply walk up to you and expect you to accept him for who he was right away. Slowly, he squatted so that both of you 
were level, and extended his hands. 

He let out a low murmur, in which you could faintly make out words. You furrowed your eyebrows, and leaned forward slightly. "What?" 
As he repeated, a bit louder this time, he shuffled a bit towards you, "I can help you with that." 

"You.. you aren't going to hurt me, are you?" You asked. "What's your name." 

The stranger looked down, seemingly suddenly nervous. He mumbled, "They call me Masky." 
"I know that. But you're obviously a cosplayer. Come on, boy. I want your actual name." You said with a roll of your eyes. 

Masky seemed to fidget. He wasn't very familiar with the art of cosplay. "Tim.. my real name is Tim. I am not a cosplayer." 
"Yeaaah, sure." 
He inhaled, "I'm hardly familiar with the art of cosplay." 

As you tried to scoot closer, you winced, so he approached before taking hold of the sides of your knee. 
"Hey, take off your mask..." It was more of a demand than a question. He looked up at you. 

"I cannot." 
"I  .. oh, fine..." 

He slid off the mask, and revealed to you the dull, blue eyes that contrasted in the darkness. His pale skin seemed to glow in the mere
strands of moonlight that fell through the various doorless - doorways and open windows. It looked oddly appealing to you. His autumn 
brown hair frame his slender face perfectly. 

"Your face is very handsome. Whatever girl has had you is very lucky." You flushed at your own words. 
Tim looked at you in confusion, "Had.. me? I've never had a girl." 

You gasped, surprised. "Really?! I'm very surprised. What do you do with the girls you usually see?" You joked, smirking. "One nighters?"
"I kill them." He swallowed loudly. "It's my job... to.." 

Laughing, you extended a hand, "[First Name]"
Quickly, he replied. "I know." Smooth, He growled inwardly. 

To his surprised, you only giggled more. "Yeah, whatever you say. Hey, you seem like a nice guy. How about we get lunch sometime?"
It was his turn to feel hot and bothered. "Okay.." To be honest, he had no idea what you had meant by that. You winked at him, ripping
off a piece of one of the pages you had collected. He winced. Master Slender won't be happy about that.. 

You took out a pen, which he was surprised you had, and scribbled down your number on the paper before handing it to him. 
"Call me! And leave the mask at home, okay?" 

"I.. okay." He was flustered. You stood, and limped to the doorway. He rose quickly. "I, um.. I can help you home, if you'd like. These 
woods are pretty thick." 

You beamed that dazzling smile, "Sure! My car is just at the entrance, so I'd appreciate if you'd walk me there." 
He follow you out the building, and made small talk. He didn't really know what he was doing. All he knew is that he'd have to deal with
his boss when he got back, and ask Jeffrey a few questions.. if that madman didn't try to kill him, that is. 

He thought time had flown by too fast for his taste when he saw that your vehicle was just up ahead. You turned to him, "Well, this is
where we part. I'll see you .... tomorrow? I'm free from work." 

He nodded hesitantly. 

"Great!" You smiled before leaning in and kissing his cheek. "Thanks for helping me! And don't forget to call!" And with that, you hobbled
off to your car and started up the ignition and driving off, and he stared off in a daze. 

He had a lot of social studying to do. 
Just to clear this up, you don't ACTUALLY think that Masky is... well, Masky.

Anyway, a request for :icontoxic-talon: ^^!
Hope you liked it!

Masky, Jeff and Slender do not belong to me
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Stitch-creepy-muffin Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Great job!
LinkFan15 Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2014  Hobbyist Filmographer
WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the best day of your life tomorrow.You will either get kissed or asked out, if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in you
Kitteh19 Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2014  New member Student Writer
Tht doesn't scare me, I kno I'm insane I tell friends tht everyday >0>
Maddy-The-Proxy Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
omg i loved it Red Link Luv 
Stasiagamer24 Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I like it 
neigma Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2014  Student General Artist
I kind of wanted this to be continued, but oh well.

Still beautifully great work~
djlee6 Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
usually i hesitate to read character x reader stories, but this was really well written~ very adorable~

great work~ :heart:
HeartofDemons Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2014
creeperofthenight Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2014  Student General Artist
Aaaaaand cue the pissed off slender man!

Slender man: She did what to one of my pages!?!?
Claire: oh shit,run Masky!XD
LocketKeys Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2014
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