Brahms X Reader Completed

letting him do anything.

He wants me to go home with him.

Well, that isnt gonna happen.

- And what if he attacks you?

- He won't.

Trust me.

I have a plan.

Sounds good though.

Pleasure meeting you.

- You too.

- Yeah, have a good evening.

Should I be worried?

About Malcolm?

No.

Here you go.

So I guess I am not sleeping

in your bed tonight.

- No, I can bring you more blankets.

- No, this is good.

What are you doing

with that thing?

Well, I was gonna get him out of your

way. I figured you wouldnt want...

...him to sitting

in here with you.

- He is a creepy little guy.

- Yeah.

Look, y/n.

Im sorry for what happened.

I just need to know,

that you forgive me.

- I like to hear you say that.

- I can't.

Y/n.

Fine. But I want you to

realize something right now.

You are not leaving me, y/n.

And I will not let you go.

No matter where you run off to.

You understand?

Now...

Make sure youre packed

and ready by morning.

Dont worry, Brahms.

I am not gonna leave you.

But I need your help.

Y/n!

Y/n!

Get in here!

Y/n!

- bf/n, what happened?

- Get in here.

Right now. What is this?

- Was this you?

- I didnt do that.

Dont play these games at me!

How can that not be you?

- No one else is in this house.

- Brahms.

The doll?

The doll wrote this?

Dont pull this

sh*t on me, y/n.

Okay. Fine.

It wasnt you.

It was the doll.

Give it to me.

- Give me the doll.

- No.

Give me the doll. Y/n?

- Hand him over.

- No, no, get off of me.

- It was me. Youre right, it was me.

- Its too late.

- Now, give me the doll.

- No.

- y/n?

- Now! Im not joking around!

Get your things and

get out of here.

You know, everyone just seems to

be in a big hurry for me to leave.

- Youre right?

- Yeah.

Maybe... Maybe you left