#9; Hunt Season

                                    

                                          
-= POV; JACK =-
She's so beautiful, so amazing... And now she's all mine. Her skin felt great on mine, it just felt so right. And now I was finally holding her again. 
I never want to let go.
I want to have her.
No...
I need to have her. 
She's all mine, no one else's.
She's mine.
-= POV; (Y/N) =-
I woke up on the living room couch, in Jack's arms. It took a second for me to remember what had happened this morning. I let out a sigh, a smile creeping onto my face as I buried my flustered face into his chest. 
As I did so, Jack's hand moved from my lower back up to the back of my head, stroking my hair. "How are you feeling?" He asked me in a whisper. 
I looked up at him and smiled, "Good... My legs feel funny though." I mumbled, laying my head in his neck. 
He chuckled, tickling my wrist with his other hand. He kissed my forehead before replying, "That's normal, don't worry." He told me. I nodded, still smiling and blushing. 
"You know we've been cuddling for four hours, right?" He asked me eventually. I perked up, looking down at him, "What?"
I felt his gaze shift to my chest for a moment, but quickly turned back to face me, a blush on his cheeks. "Y- Yeah, it's 1 PM." He told me with a chuckle. 
I sighed, letting myself lay back down on top of him. "Do you want lunch, princess?" He asked me, playing with my hair as he talked to me. 
"I want cuddles." I mumbled, wrapping my arms around him. 
"But you need to eat." He tried to argue. 
"No I need cuddles." I replied. 
"But-" He started, but I cut him off by placing my finger on his lips to stop him from talking. 
"Cuddles." 
He sighed, "Yes, my queen." He chuckled, grabbing my hand with which I stopped him from talking and kissing the palm of it. 
I smiled happily, "Good." I told him before laying my head back on his chest. 
He sighed, playing with my hair, "You still gotta eat though." He told me. I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Sorry." He quickly apologized, looking away again. 
-= POV; SLENDERMAN =-
"Do you have any idea where they went, master?" Ally asked me, she was sitting on my desk, watching me as I walked back and forth. My tentacle has been wrapped by doctor Smiley, it had been treated and it should grow back soon. 
"I wouldn't have a clue, Ally. They're smart, I don't think they'll stay in one place for too long. I've sent the Proxies out to find them, but so far there hasn't been a trace yet." I told her, looking at her. 
"What about the traitors, master?" She asked, flying up into the air. 
I chuckled, "They've been taken care of, there's no need to worry about them anymore."
Out of nowhere someone barged into my office, I immediately turned to face the person, only to realize it was Clockwork and BEN, as well as Sally who looked distressed. "Ah, my dear children, how can I help you?" I asked them. But instead of them smiling at me, they just snarled, "Where are the others?" Clockwork asked, grasping her knife tightly in her hands, so tightly it turned her knuckles white. 
"They're safe." I simply told her simply in a more monotone voice. She stomped towards me, pulling me down to her height by my tie as she pressed her blade against my throat.
"Time's ticking, Slendie... Where are the others?" She insisted on an answer, but I just stayed quiet. If I had a face, I would be grinning from ear to ear.
"Dungeons..." Sally's little voice mumbled, clutching her Teddy bear. Clockwork turned to her, "What did you say?" 
"Dungeons."
Clockwork gave me one last glance before letting go and leaving my office, followed closely by BEN and Sally.
I stood back up straight, watching how the trio slammed the door shut. "Call Zalgo, Ally. It's time for an old school hunt."
-=÷=-
HEY THERE MY SPOOKY SPOOKS!
WE'RE BACKKKKK
WITH A VERY SHORT CHAPTER
The main reason is because if we didn't finish this we wouldn't be able to start the next one, so we had to quickly write this one till it was as good as finished.
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GET A WRITERS BLOCK :')