A Mysterious Meating ? ?(bob velseb x reader)

Y/n was a  bright Young adult, they had practically the whole world ahead of them, as they moved Into there new home in a much smaller town than they were used to, it was odd to them to be living in such a small rural community, but yet it was so comforting to know the neighbors could be good friends with y/n, as they brought in boxes by boxes really regretting not hiring a moving van to get the job done. After a couple of hours of bringing in boxes you decide to take a well deserved nap, you grab a blanket from your car and lay on the hard floor, to tired to unpack or move your

bedframe and mattress in. As you lay on the floor losing consciousness, you hear your phone buzz as an alarm blares, you can hardly make out the words it sounds like a blur "Be wary!, The sought out RED DEVIL has escaped from his maximum security prison!, He is currently in your area lock your doors, windows, and all gateways to your home" the phone blared you couldn't hear any of it, you were passed out asleep as if a dream, that car drive really took it out of youz I guess driving for hours on end really drains someone, but  unlucky for you, the door was left unlocked, but I mean why would a  human eating murder go into the nearest unlocked house right?, Yeah right, as you drift into your dreams, both fate an relative sense fade into a blur you sleep the red devil creeps around your neighborhood, checking doors windows, under mats,under planters, all things untill he  gets to yours home he twists the nob as it clicks open to see you,  sprawled out on the floor like an infant, so peaceful and quiet, the perfect kill

Bob's pov:
How stupid could someone be to leave there door unlocked? How pathetic not even a proper sleeping arrangement  Well another man's trash is my treasure, heh, oh and look at that blinds shut, plastic tarp on the carpet getting better for me, I wonder what they would taste like mmm probably delicious with my seasoning  heh.., my thoughts must be clouded... Why don't I want to kill?

No one's pov:

as the large red man  dressed in a cheap devil costume not noticeable of who could hide underneath the red they walk up to y/n sleeping body, they takes out their large meat cleaver from what seems to be a belt and sharpens it loudly with a scrapes and screeches as he locks your door, they weren't planning on letting you go were they? athough yes they did have a soft spot for people of your variety, tiredly, helplessly, on the ground he found it pathetic in a sense "wakey wakey, darlin~" he said as his Southern accent deepened, you rolled over and stretched and sat up, "w-hat.. what are you doing in my house!?!?" You panicked but soon could no longer as he placed his warm large hand over your mouth "calm down lamb chop~ it will only hurt for a little bit~" you could hear the small amount of pity in his voice your fear consumed you as you started to cry, but the tears did nothing because soon you had a cool, skarlet stained blade against your throat as tears poured "w-hy are you do-ing this- pl-ease I'll do an-ything, You can- uh- stay for a bit- and lay low? here just don't ki-ll me" you said muffled, the large man let his hand off your mouth and thought about it, he soon but his knife back in his holster, he then plopped down on the couch you had barely set up, "thank you-" you stumbled out shaking  barely able to comprehend what you just saved yourself from, "uhuh, don't you tell no one, understand now ye?, I'll slit your throat faster than you could preheat a skillet" the man chuckled as they spoke

y/n pov:

you did believe them, I mean they looked like the red devil and they had broken I to your house you didn't doubt  that they could but as you looked at the devil laying on your couch- they looked awfully comfortable, you didn't see a crazy murderer aside from the costume but really your type of attraction that thought smacked you in the face you tried  drowning out the thought of it, but you could stop thinking he looked so warm and cozy and you were so tired..., "Do you want anything to drink or eat?" You mumbled out "oh no I'm fine darlin~, I've satisfied my hunger  with.. stuff.." he chuckled again  your panic was rising the only way he didn't kill you was because he already ate, you wandered slightly farther away from your living room down to the small space on the couch away from him, he glanced your way "hm? Don't tell me your scared of little ol' me lamp chop~?" He said his plastered on smile not leaving his face for a moment "o-f course not" you stumbled out frantically "then come over here~ I promise I don't bite that much doll~" he pulled you closer to himself you were practically sitting right beside him and clearly he wanted you closer..,

(A/n Newly rewritten :) really happy with how it is)