When You Meet~

It was around 10 PM and you had just been jumped. You walked down the sidewalk, grabbing onto the side of the buildings you passed for support. You were limping down the sidewalk, staying hopeful, when a car began slowly down next to you. The window rolled down to reveal a man with long, black hair and appeared to be a doctor as hi mouth was covered with a surgical mask.

"Do you need any help, dear? You look as though you're in a lot of pain." He said with a charm in his voice. You turned your head towards the wall and spit out some blood before continuing walking.

"No thanks." You told the doctor. "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." You sarcastically replied. The doctor laughed, rethinking his decisions about you. It could be funner for a slower death, yes, he's always wanted to do that anyways.

"Hop in the car, no harm will be done to you." You looked at him. Thinking carefully over whether or not to trust him. You were nearly dead anyways, might as well. You got in with his assistance and told him the way to your house.

Developing Feelings~

After arriving at your house, the doctor, who's name you learned was Smiley, healed you up just as promised. Over the course of the next few weeks, he' come in and check on you. But, you two had been doing more than that. You and him began just talking and hanging around once you were completely healed. You knew you had developed strong feelings for the charming doctor.

"(Y/N), what's this?" Smiley asked holding up your diary. You immediately jumped to your feet and grabbed it from his grasp, sure you didn't keep up with it but it was still personal.

"Never. Touch this book again, Smiley." You told him. In an instant he grabbed the book from you.

"Dear Diary, today (F/N) was looking awfully adorable.." He read one of your older passages. You began chasing him around the house, trying to get it back. "Don't run, (Y/N). You might trip and I'd have to fix it~" He said with a hint in his voice.

A Date With Someone Else/ First Kiss~

"Just let me go!" You yelled at Smiley, trying to pull yourself away from his grasp. You were suppose to drive to go meet up with the date you had today, but Smiley wouldn't let you. He held onto you tightly by your wrist. "Smiley!"

"I'm not letting go unless you cancel your little 'date' with that bafoon!" Smiley yelled back. He was wearing his surgical mask so you saw the devious smirk that crept onto his face. "I'll go 'fix him' for you if you'd prefer that." You were confused as to why that would be a bad thing, though you were more concerned with his grip tightening.

"Smiley let go!" You winced. "That hurts..." He loosed his grip slightly but still held you firmly.

"You're not allowed to go!"

"Why the hell not?!"

"Because, the only one you can ever date is me!" He yelled furiously, then pulled you to him and kissed you. You fell into the kiss but pulled away. Smiley happily took your phone from you and canceled the date you had.