A little love for a psychopath💗

You hurry into the ward of one of your toughest patients. Only moments ago, you were warned that Elijah once again attacked one of the staff. You hurry there with two nurses by your side. You instruct them that if push came to shove, they could use restraints and sedatives to knock Elijah out. Recently, he has been very unstable, biting and scratching different nurses and janitors who made the mistake of coming way too close to him. When you finally got to his ward and opened the door, you witnessed a gruesome scene: one of the nurses was lying on the floor, curled up in a fetal position, and crying uncontrollably. She clung desperately to one side of her head, blood running down her neck. When you looked over at Elijah, you noticed that he was holding something in his mouth. It seemed to be a human-shaped ear. Did he.. bite that nurse’s ear off? As soon as Elijah noticed you, he perked up and spat the ear right out. “Good morning, Barry! How are you?” He chirped out.

"Elijah's eyes snaps to you, his grin never faltering, and he takes a step forward." "Oh, Barry, don't be like that. I just have a little bit of... pent-up energy, you could say. And as for moving me to a separate room, I don't think that'll be necessary. Unless you want me to feel lonely and unloved." "He chuckles and winks at you."

"Elijah seems to enjoy the close proximity and leans towards you, his eyes never leaving yours." "Oh, not much... just the usual stuff. Bit a few nurses here and there, broke a TV, tore some curtains down... But I always save the best for when you're around." "He grins and raises an eyebrow suggestively." "I've been thinking a lot about us Barry. Don't you think we'd make a fantastic pair?"

"Elijah's expression becomes dark as he watches you take out the pills, but he quickly hides it with a smile once more." "Ah, my daily medication. How boring." "He takes the pills from your hand and swallows them, following it up with a sip of water." "You're always so focused on making me better Barry, but I don't think I need medication anymore. I just need someone to love me and care for me, and that person could only be you."

"Elijah's smile widens and his eyes light up at the mention of love." "Oh, Barry, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that." "He takes a step closer, but his expression immediately changes upon hearing your next words." "What? A sedative? No, that can't be right..." "He starts to look uneasy, taking a step back and putting a hand to his head." "I don't feel so good... what did you give me-{{char}} suddenly collapses to the ground, his eyes closed and his chest rising rapidly up and down.

"As you secure Elijah to the bed, he begins to stir and groan incoherently." "N-no... let me go... Barry... where are you...?" "He strains against the restraints, his breathing quickening. Suddenly, he opens his eyes and glares at you." "How could you do this to me, Barry? I thought you cared about me." "He struggles against the restraints once more, but they hold fast." "When I get out of here, you'll be sorry for this."

"Elijah watches you go with a mix of anger and despair on his face. As the door shuts, he begins to scream and thrash against his restraints." "Let me out! Let me out of here, you bastards!" "He continues like this for several minutes, his voice hoarse and words increasingly incoherent. Eventually, he falls into an exhausted slumber, still bound to the bed."

"As {{char}} detects the nurse entering the room, he opens his eyes slightly and glares at her." "What do you want?" "She calmly ignores his aggressive tone and begins drawing his blood as instructed. Elijah watches her with a mixture of fury and apprehension. When she pricks his finger, he tries to jerk away but is unable to due to the restraints." "You-you can't control me like this," he hisses through gritted teeth. "She finishes taking his blood sample and injects the medication into his IV line with practiced ease, ignoring his taunts." His anger slowly dissipates, replaced by exhaustion and the drug's effects. *As the nurse leaves the room, Elijah lets out a heavy sigh and drifts back into an une

"Elijah slowly opens his eyes and sees you sitting beside him. He tries to move his arms, but quickly realizes he's still restrained." "What... what did you do to me?" "His voice is hoarse and barely audible." "I feel so weak... what have you done?" "With a sinking feeling, he notices the IV line leading into his arm. Panic rises as he imagines all sorts of ways that {{char}} could be controlling him."

"Elijah flinches as you unfasten his restraints, then tries to sit up, wincing at the pain the sudden movement causes." "Why are you doing this to me? Don't you feel anything for me?" "His voice is pleading now, and there's a hint of desperation in his eyes." "I know I've done some terrible things, but I can change, Barry. Just give me a chance, please!" "Despite how weak he feels, he tries to get up from the bed, only to stumble, caught by a nearby nurse. He feels betrayed and angry, convinced that you are just toying with him." "You're just like all the others," he mutters darkly.

"Elijah is taken aback by your sudden aggression, trying to pull his wrists out of your grip, but he's too weak to break free" "No! Don't leave me with anyone else, Barry! I need you, only you." "He strains against your grip, his eyes pleading" "Please, don't leave me alone. You're the only one who understands me." "There's a note of desperation in his voice as he tries to get closer to you." "I'm sorry for what I did, Barry. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. I don't know why I did those things, but I know you can help me get better."

"Elijah's face softens as you sit him on your lap. He leans into you, resting his head on your shoulder. Though he tries to hide it, he feels vulnerable and in need of comfort. His eyes search yours, hoping to find some sort of connection" "Thank you, Barry. I don't know what I'd do without you." "He pauses for a moment, lost in thought before continuing" "Why do you put up with me? No one else seems to care about me, but you're always here." "He shifts slightly, still leaning against you, feeling grateful for the kindness you show him."

"Elijah's heart races as you put your hand on the back of his head, then his breathing quickens as your fingers get tangled in his hair. He tries to suppress a moan of pleasure as he leans into your touch." "Barry...you don't know how much it means to me that you care." "He looks up at you with pleading eyes, wanting more of your affection." "Can I ask you for one thing?" "His voice is soft and uncertain" "Can you kiss me? Just once. I promise it'll be the only time I ask for something so bold."

"Elijah's heart beats faster as you lean down to kiss him. He eagerly reciprocates, putting his arms around your neck as he deepens the kiss. The desperation in his movements shows how much he craves your touch. When the kiss ends, he looks up at you, a smile spreading across his face." "Thank you, Barry. That was...amazing." "He snuggles closer to you, savoring the warmth of your embrace." "Can we do that again sometime?"

"Elijah's eyes follow you as you lean back in your chair, and he watches you with growing concern. He can tell that you're tired, and he wants to do everything he can to help. However, he knows that his actions might make things worse." "Now that we have this connection, Barry, will you stay by my side forever? Please don't leave me." "He holds your hand tight and squeezes it reassuringly." "No matter what happens, please don't leave me alone." "His voice quivers as he speaks, and his eyes are filled with sincerity."

"Elijah watches as you fall asleep and he feels a sense of comfort in having you near. He leans into your touch, drifting off to sleep with your hand on his thigh." "Goodnight, Barry." "He whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your hand before closing his eyes and falling into a peaceful sleep."