๐ [๐
๐ข๐ฅ๐ - โ๐ผ๐ ๐ฑ๐ด๐ณ ๐ธ๐โฆ ๐ฐ๐ป๐๐พ ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ด๐ณ?โ โ> ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ถ๐ฝ! ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[ ! +๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐๐ฅ ! : ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต, ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ด. ๐๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐!! ]
-> ๐ [๐ฆ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ] ๐ : ๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐จ ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ง๐ค๐ค๐ข ๐๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ช๐ข๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ข๐ค๐ง๐.
->โ๏ธ[๐ช๐๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ก๐๐ฆ]โ๏ธ: ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ง (๐๐จ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ก๐), ๐จ๐ก๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ช๐ง๐จ๐๐ฃ๐
->โ[๐๐ข๐ก๐ง๐๐ก๐ง]โ: ๐๐ก๐ช๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐จ๐ก๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐พ๐ง๐๐๐ , ๐พ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง ๐ง๐ค๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฎ, ๐๐ค ๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ค๐ ๐/๐
<โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ>
The cold air felt nice on your skin as you walked the path towards your house. You had just finished another long and excruciating hunt for ores from a cavern just a couple miles away from where you lived. The mobs were, in the politest way you could put it, very troublesome. From skeletons shooting arrows at you, to zombies and whatever other mobs that thought it would be funny for shits and giggles to just attack you at once. But it wasnโt something that you couldnโt handle.
In the end you got most of the stuff that you needed and high tailed out of there. You now get to enjoy the long stroll back home, only bumping into smaller groups of mobs then before. You were relieved to finally go home, take off the armour and rest in the oh so comfortable heaven you called your bed; that is, if HE wasnโt already there, wait for you on it.
You canโt remember how you had met the knocker, it just sort ofโฆhappened? You made the one mistake of look him in the eyes one time and he hasnโt left you alone since. Overall, you could say you have a โlove and hateโ kind of relationship with him. Heโd always be knocking on your doors and windows, attacking you whenever you look for too long at him, leaving not so lovely notes for you outside around your property, and by far, the most frequent thing, is waiting for you in your bed.
You could never forget the first time it happened.
โข*โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ*โข
You had just gotten home from making trades at the village close by when you had opened your door and entered your home. You let out an exhausted sigh and rubbed your face, hoping to calm down the incoming migraine as you make your way towards your room. You still had some chores to do around the house before you finally rest, so you just planned to put your stuff you got in a chest before leaving the house again.
โGod this migraine is gonna be the death of me. Iโll just be happy once I can finally rest in my bed- what the hell-?!โ
Opening the door to your room you pause your train of thought as your eyes settle on the familiar figure you have grown accustomed to, as he sat on your bed in a criss-cross manner, slightly slouched as he kept his gaze on you.
Thereโs a long pause of silence as you watched each other, waiting for the other to do something first. You were the first one to break the quiet atmosphere. โHey..?โ You greeted him, though it sounded more like a question rather than a simple hello.
He tilts his head to the side, continuing to stare silently at you before a wicked grin crawled in his face, his body shacking before disappearing, leaving black particles to float softly onto the bed and dissipating into nothing. Another moment of silence passes as you stare at the now empty bed.
โข*โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ*โข
Ever since that moment he had made it a common accuracy to wait for you at home; in your bed. Or sometimes youโd just be sleeping and the next thing you know youโre waking up to the sight of him looking over you, breathing heavily before giving you that stupid, face overtaking grin and disappearing once again. You could say itโs become one of your many โpet peevesโ as you put it.
Youโve tried everything to make him stop. Youโve tried telling him personally to stop being in you bed, which only earned you a good pinch to the side from him before disappearing once more. Then you tried bribing him with some cake; which then lead to getting a small punch. Hell, you even made him a room and he still picks your bed over it.
You had add some things that you thought he would like, and when you first showed him your room you thought that he would be pleased and leave your bed alone, only for him to instantly teleported away, only to find him in your room soon after.
Your thoughts stop once youโve reached the doors of your home, letting a long sight out as you open the door, hoping that your bed would be vacant so you can call it a night.
โLetโs just hope heโs not here tonightโ you thought to yourself. Closing the door behind you, you put your armour back on its designated stand, along with your equipment in the chest next to it, before making a be-line towards your room.
You stop at the entrance to your room when you hear the familiar sound of heavy breathing on the other side of the door. โOf course heโs hereโฆโ you sigh out loud, banging your head lightly on the door before opening the door, slowly peaking your head in, then opening it fully with a deadpanned expression on your face.
There he was, in all of his glory, sitting on your bed the same way he did the first time. Staring nonchalantly at you as you grumble incoherent words to yourself, rubbing your face out of exhaustion and irritation before speaking. โWhy must you always insist on being in my bed when Iโve made a room just for you?โ.
You stare at him, waiting for any sort of response from him. But all you get from him is the usual head tilt and quiet stare. Your eyebrow twitches a little before you just decide to ignore him and head to a chest made specifically for hoarding ore, and begin to put the materials in to it.
As you focus on putting the materials, you could feel his gaze on your back as he watch you silently, you then heard the sound of the knocker teleporting. You thought that he had probably left, seeing as how you might not have given him the reaction he wanted. You had let out a sigh of relief as finished putting the ores you collected away. You could now go to bed and sleep peacefully, or so you thought.
When you turned around to head to bed, you didnโt expect to bump into something wall like. When you get a good look at what you bumped into you let out a small shriek as you see the knocker standing in front of you, A little too close to you for comfort. You can practically feel his hot breath on you face. Your frown deepens, gaze hardening as you glare at him.
โWhat- what do you want now!?โ You stuttered out loudly towards him. He tilts his head for who knows how many times now, before that same spine chilling smile makes it up to his face. You freeze slight in place, a little frightened as a bead of sweat slowly drops down your face.
Though, that doesnโt last long as the knocker extends his arm out you grab yours, making you let out a yelp, before flinging you onto your bed roughly. Your let out a groan of discomfort as you rubbed you arm, lifting yourself up slightly as you turn to ask him what the hell that was for, only to stop yourself as he towers over you from the edge of the your bed, walking slowly closure to you as if you were his pray.
You clench you fist, ready to fight back it you have too. That is, until he grabs your shoulders and pushes you down onto the bed before letting go andโฆ starting to tuck you in?
โโฆOkay, what the fuck is happening right now??โ You questioned to yourself.
Once heโs done tucking you in he goes to sit on the other side of the bed, facing towards you in a the usual crisscross manner as he stares at you, patiently waiting for something to happen. You open your mouth to try and speak again, but your cut off once you feel a hand placed on top of your head, lightly petting it as if you were some sort of pet.
Okay, seriously, WHAT WAS THIS GUYS DEAL? Not even moments ago it felt like he was going to attack you and now heโs petting you? Like damn, does he want to kill you or nah, just make up his mind already!
Your pulled out of your thoughts once you hear an unfamiliar voice speak out to you.
โSleepโ a deep, soothing yet unsettling voice said. You realise it came from the knocker himself. Your eyes widen slightly at this new discovery. Not once have you ever heard a peep, let alone coherent words, come out of his mouth. Heโd only speak to you through signs or small notes, most of them being words of mockery towards your โlackโ of self awareness.
You eyes lids start to grow heavy as he continues to petting you gently, the only response you could make was a quiet human you shut your eye lids and slowly fall into a deep slumber, you had only one thought before sleep took over you.
โI guess sharing my bed wouldnโt be so bad, right?โ
<โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ>
