Mime Bomb tugged gently on the strings of Y/N's hoodie to pull them closer together over the cashier desk.
"Yes, we can communicate without speaking at all. Don't you find it thrilling, the way we can understand each other? There is nothing more intimate than that..."
Y/N felt the heat rise to their face, but not wanting to pull away from him.
"I... I guess...I...."
"What, my darling? Have I left you speechless?"
Y/N averted their gaze to the desk. Mime Bomb cleared his throat to get their attention again.
Mime Bomb gently caresses Y/N's hands. "My dear. It is as if it's only the two of us in this dark store, lost in a world of our own."
Y/N nervously rubs Mime Bomb's fingers with their thumb. "I-I suppose, you're right. It feels so intimate, yet so forbidden..."
"Would it truly be wrong, if I were to steal your heart?"
"If you must steal, I suppose it would be alright, if you stole my heart."
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FanfictionIn which Mime Bomb walks into a drugstore to torment the poor nightshift worker. ✔ gn!reader ✔ updates as often as possible >started: 230902 >ended:
