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“I’m home maple leaf”

James called out as he closed and locked the front door, he tossed his slightly bloodied hockey stick to the side, you walked out of the kitchen with a huge smile but it faltered slightly when you glanced the hockey stick.

“James… what did I tell you about that damn hockey stick dirtying the floor, I just cleaned”

You a warned with a look of murder in your usually calm and happy eyes. James completely ignored that and pulled you into a tight hug, placing a small kiss on your shoulder, your anger soon disappeared as quickly as it came.

“You know it turns me on when you get angry”
You giggled slightly and rolled your eyes, you gently pushed him away and pinched his cheek.

“oh, I almost forgot to ask you something” you thought out loud as you took your phone out. James replied with a lazy hum as he walked into the kitchen, sitting on his usual spot on the table, sitting in front of a huge stack of pancakes.

“Who the fuck is Jessica?”

You questioned as you sassily rose an eyebrow, your anger slowly returning, when you saw James flinch you squinted your eyes angrily.

“She’s some woman that won’t leave me alone, don’t worry I took care of her, but if you’d like to meet her she is currently on your clean floor”

James replied after he swallowed the food he had already placed in his mouth. You pursed your lips and nodded, accepting his answer.

“By the way, since we are on that topic, some idiot came by earlier with some white roses, he was looking for you and you know how I feel about you talking to men who aren’t me”

You smirked slightly at the tone in his voice, he was always very… possessive, but then again you were very possessive as well. You shrugged your shoulders just to piss him off and you walked away, you heard the chair push and squealed, the feeling of someone chasing you always made you feel slight fear, even if you knew full well that he’d never ever hurt you.

You ran and you heard him chuckle so you knew he wasn’t angry, after a few minutes you flopped yourself onto the sofa trying to catch your breath, James took that time to pin you to the cushions. He was breathing heavily as well but he had a playful glimmer in his eyes that made you very happy.

“You going to explain or should I go introduce him to my hockey stick?”

“I’ll explain, I’ll explain, he was delivering them to me because my parents sent those to me for my birthday, silly”

James huffed and seemed to accept that response.

“Oh, honey, can you do me a huge favor?”

“Anything for you my beautiful maple leaf”

“I kind of killed a bitch that had the audacity to come looking for you in a skimpy outfit today and I need help burying her, I kind of got carried away and she’s everywhere in the basement”

“…. I feel like I’m even more in love with you right now…. And very turned on~”

.~.~.~.

Knock, knock.

James groaned as he opened his eyes, he glared at the direction of the door and his attention was turned to you when he heard a soft whimper. You were pressed up to the corner of the room, your eyes were puffy from crying and your wrists were red and bloody from you moving them so much.

Honestly he was pissed off at whoever woke him up from his beautiful dream but he was also ecstatic that he could see your beautiful face as well.

He smirked silently to himself as he pressed his finger to his lips and made a ‘shhhh' motion, you closed your eyes in defeat, almost crying once more when your eyes landed on the dead body of your former boyfriend.
James grabbed his hockey stick and you knew that moment that whoever was out there was going to be next.

Yet, you said nothing, you had just given into him and his fucked up ways of ‘loving you’ , after all according to everyone you worked with that didn’t know you had a boyfriend would always say that you were the perfect two.