F/C- favorite color
Once you blacked out, you teleported somewhere. It was all white. There was no ceiling nor walls. It took you awhile to adjust your eyesight and find out that you were lying on the ground. You propped yourself on your elbows and made yourself stand up. You looked everywhere, trying to figure out where you were and why you were here. Suddenly, you heard a chuckle come from behind you. You turned around to see Wilford. Damn, I missed that chuckle. You thought as he approached you. "Greetings, Y/N. You still look as beautiful as you were a month ago." Wilford said. You backed away a little as Wilford smirked. "No need to be afraid, Y/N. I only want to talk to you." He assured as he kept walking towards you. You stopped yourself and allowed him to come forward. 

He was only a couple of inches away when he stopped. He pushed back locks of your hair behind your ear that were covering your terrified face. Isn't he dead? You thought. "Yes, but I have my ways." He whispered as he took ahold of your wrist tightly. You flinched. He twisted your wrist around and looked at it. "Hm..." He mumbled. You looked down at your wrist too to see the "W" still imprinted in your flesh but fading. He then placed his two fingers on the "W". He pressed down hard and let a burning feeling go all around your wrist. You flinched and gave out a little yelp. He let go and looked back into your eyes. You kept staring at the "W" which was now coming back to its normal pink color. You looked up at him with a tear running down your cheek. Wilford smirked wider. You turned your head to look away from him and closed your eyes. 

After a few seconds of silence, you felt two fingers go on your chin and slowly move your head back into position. "Open your eyes." Wilford demanded. You slowly opened your eyes to be met with Wilford's eyes. His eyes were like Dark's. So amazing and mesmerizing. The pupils were a luscious pink that were a little darker than his mustache. You could see strands of the pink swirling in his pupil as you stared. "Wilford." You said quietly. "Yes?" He replied. You hesitated before answering, but you soon answered. "H-how is this...possible? How can I see and feel you?" You asked curiously. He smiled. "Actually, you caused this to happen. You put on the top hat, allowing me to visit you as...as a holographic form that can touch, talk, and do other stuff." He replied as he backed away from you a little. "But I actually wanted to make a deal with you." He added. You gave him a confused look. I killed this man, yet, he wants to make a deal with me? You thought. Wilford snickered. "Y/N, I know you just killed me because you were afraid of Dark. You were afraid that he would hurt you. You also didn't like him yelling at you. I can read thoughts, but I can also read emotions." Wilford stated. You nodded your head slowly. "So...what kind of deal?" You asked.

 Wilford stepped forward. "Well, I can come back to life. I can do much more as a human rather than a hologram talking to you. And all you have to do is say "deal". It's that easy." He said. You looked at the ground and drifted into thought. How am I supposed to trust him? What if he still wants to use me as a sacrifice and this is all a trick just to allow him to do it? Wilford chuckled. "One, you should trust me. You're lucky enough that I trust you after you killed me. And two, no. I would never do that to the person I truly love." He declared. You cursed under your breath. You forgot that he could read minds. Even though he fricken said it like five minutes ago! You sighed. "And what do I get out of this?" You asked looking at him. He thought for a moment before he answered. "I will never bother you again." He stated. Your heart dropped. You actually enjoyed seeing him even though he was a fricken psycho who originally wanted you as a sacrifice. But you actually enjoyed the times when he loved you. When he kissed you and you kissed back. You slowly shook your head. "I don't like that offer." You said quietly. He smiled. "Ok, how about I visit you whenever you want me to and I won't bother Dark, Light, or Mark." He offered. You blushed at the thought. "How are you going to persuade me that I can trust you and that I should take the deal?" You asked. His smile grew wider as he walked up to you. Instantly, you knew what he was going to do. So, you prepared yourself. 

He placed his arms around your waist and lightly brushed his lips against your neck. You closed your eyes as he slowly began to kiss your neck up and down. Weak spot: found. You gave out tiny moans and whimpers as he went from your neck, to your collarbone, and to your jawline. Eventually, he placed his lips on yours and kissed you passionately. Rough, but not too rough. Gentle, but not too gentle. Perfect? Yeah, it was defiantly perfect. His hands slid up and down your sides until he came across the top of your shirt, mainly the collar. Well, you officially loved flannels. Not just because they were awesome and looked good on you. But they also had buttons. And yes, you wear flannels to bed sometimes. He unbuttoned it slowly. Once he was at the bottom, he put his hands on your sides. And he did what he did a month ago.

 He created little circles that went up and down your sides. He would go all the way up and stop before his hands hit your "chest". He would then go back down and his thumbs would go down to the edge of your underwear. He soon pulled away and dove for your neck again. Nope. You couldn't hold it back anymore. You were forcing yourself not to say it but you would probably explode if you didn't. You gave out one little breath before whispering the word "deal". Wilford smirked as his eyes looked up at you. He never stopped kissing your neck until after a few moments later. He lifted his head up and looked at you. "Good choice, my love." He whispered. All of a sudden, you felt dizzy. Your vision was becoming blurry as everything started to fade. Counting Wilford. "I will see you soon." Were his last words before he faded. His features disappeared but his silhouette stayed. It was outlined with a black brim before the brim faded into white. The whole silhouette faded into the white. But the white soon turned to black.

Back Into The Real World
You woke up to you coughing. You propped yourself up on your elbows. You were on something comfortable. You stopped coughing and examined your surroundings. It was your room. But you were on your bed. I thought I fainted on the floor? You thought. "You did." You heard a familiar voice say. You looked around to see Dark in the corner of the room sitting in a chair just staring at you. "I also told you to never touch that hat again." He said, his voice rising in anger. You breathed in slowly and breathed out. "Dark, I'm sorry. It's just-" you were cut off by Dark. "No, I gave you one rule and you broke it!" He yelled as he stood up from his chair. You flinched at the tone of his voice and backed up to the wall behind you. Light suddenly walked in. He looked at you with disappointment in his eyes before looking at Dark. "Dark, settle down." He said calmly. Dark looked over at him with hate in his eyes. Dark sighed and calmed himself down.

 He then focused back on you. "Why? Why would you do that to me?" He asked. You shook your head. "D-dark...I'm sorry. I was an idiot...I'm sorry." You said quietly as tears escaped your eyes. Dark sighed again and walked over to you. He sat down on the bed and cupped his hand on your cheek. His thumb traced your cheek and wiped away the tears. "It's fine. Just...do not do it again." He informed as you nodded your head. He kissed your cheek gently before getting up and exiting the room. You gave out a tiny sigh a ran a hand through your hair. "So, how was your "visit" with Wilford?" You looked up to see Light leaning on the doorframe with his arms crossed. Your eyes widened. "How-" you were cut off by Light. "When we came home, we called your name. We didn't hear a response, so Dark went rushing into this room to find you lying on the ground, knocked out unconscious. He placed you on the bed as Mark and I came running in here to see if you were okay. Dark then noticed that your were wearing the hat. He almost punched a hole in the wall because of how angry he was. He then said that he was going to get some water. He stormed out of the room and Mark followed to see if he could calm him down. I stayed in the room and looked down at you. I then decided to enter your mind to see if I could find out why you were knocked out unconscious. I then found you talking to Wilford. I blended into the white background and watched everything happen until the point where you blacked out. I then came back into the real world and left the room." He said sternly. You hugged your knees to your chest and looked down at the bed covers while taking in all of the information.

 "Light, I was afraid." You said quietly while looking up at him. He shook his head. "We trusted you. Yet, you betrayed us. You made a deal with him and now, he is going to come back." He replied with anger in his voice. Your face fell into your knees. You didn't want this at all. You never wanted your life to be like this. You looked back up and stared at Light while you were on the verge of tears. "I didn't mean to. I'm an idiot. I understand. The only thing I can say for now is sorry." You said with a shakey voice. Light sighed. "I don't know if I can trust you anymore." He said quietly. "Please. Please trust me." You said quietly right after he finished his sentence. He rose and eyebrow and sighed again. "Fine." He muttered. You gave a tiny smile and nodded your head. "Thank you."'you whispered. He gave a tiny smile back and left the room. You then shifted your body and allowed your body to fall back onto the bed.

 Why is life difficult? You thought as you relaxed on the bed. You turned your head over to the clock to see that the time was now 1:59 pm. You sighed and sat up. You swung your legs over the edge of the bed and slowly placed them onto the soft carpet. You stood up and walked over to your dresser. You opened your first drawer to see shirts and bras. You smiled at the thought that this was now yours and Dark's room. You picked out a F/C sweater that hung off your shoulder a little. You threw it over your shoulder and picked out a white bra to put over your chest. You closed the drawer and opened the second one to find pants and underwear. You picked out 2nd F/C underwear and black skinny jeans. You then took off your pajama pants and underwear and slipped on the new pair. Counting the jeans. You slipped the tank top that you wore to bed over your head and threw it on the ground. You put on your bra and slid the sweater over your head and onto your chest. You then closed your drawer and left the room. So, when are you going to visit, Wilford? You thought as you sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.