Hey! I love your writing, and I was wondering if you could write something about a slightly possessive villain that kidnaps the hero’s lover because they’re jealous, but when they do they think the lover is rly cute, and considers that they might like the lover more than the hero?
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“I still can’t believe you’re stupid enough to do something like this.” the hero’s lover said. “Kidnap me just because you are jealous that I won [hero]’s heart.”
“Oh, shut up.” the villain said, and scowled at the lover.
But they knew it. They knew it was true that they were jealous, and that they wanted the hero. The lover figured it out just the first time the villain kidnapped them.
The villain always had a creepy crush for the hero, always stalking them, flirting with them, trying to get their whole attention, and have them to themselves without anyone getting involved.
Until their lover showed up and ‘stole them away’ from the villain.
The villain intented that the hero would visit their lair to save their lover, thus the kidnapping, but they didn’t expect them to not show up for already three days.
The villain taunted the lover for it out of spite, manipulating them into believing the hero didn’t care, that the hero wouldn’t save them, that they abandoned them.
But the lover wasn’t much affected by their words, much to the villain’s suprise.
“Look, just untie me. This is ridiculously inconvenient. Like, I have so much to do. Being in here is a waste of time and I will have to face problems because of it, and [hero] is probably dying to fine me.” the lover looked utterly frustrated, annoyed, pissed.
The villain stared at them, speechless. Their gaze was intent, piercing even.
At first, when they kidnapped them, they expected the lover to be scared, to beg, but instead they were just being so cocky and defiant and.. and daring, much to their suprise.
The villain started to question themselves, if they did a good or a bad job kidnapping them, if they must change their plan, if their intentions hadn’t changed.
They started to admire the hero’s lover. They were so strong and brave and unfairly attractive.
“Perhaps, my intent may has had changed than the original one intented,” the villain started, “But this doesn’t mean I am letting you go anytime soon.”
The hero’s lover raised a skeptical eyebrow. ”What do you mean?”
The villain whipped their gaze to look at them, dark eyes piercing through the lover.
“I’m done chasing after [hero], I completely lost interest in them.” they mused, prowling closer to them, and flashed a wicked smirk, instantly alarming the lover.
“Wh– what?”
The villain laughed, viciously so. “Poor little one.”
The villain knelt down to the lover’s level, their lingering gaze drinking up the sight in front of them.
“You know,” the villain ran a feather-light hand upon the lover’s face, caressing their cheek with their knuckle, “I am starting to grow fond of you. You’re strong, and confident. God, you’re beautiful, no wonder [hero] loved you.”
The lover stared at the villain, wide-eyed. They lost the ability to speak as they flinched from the touch.
Before anyone of them could do anything else, the hero immerged in through the window, shattering it. “[Lover’s name]!”
The villain didn’t get the chance to process what just happened as the hero hurled them to a wall and escaped with their lover.
The villain watched them fly away, their smirk not quite faltering. Soon, they thought, Soon, [lover], you will be mine.
Not a prompt.
