Summary: Y/N wakes up from her sleep and finds herself in a strange man's home, not remembering anything for the night before.
A/N; someone said I should write a mythical type Norman imagine so I decided to make like a VampNorman one ☺️
Y/N's POV
"I see you're awake, my dear." I heard a soothing voice and I came to. I frowned at the minor headache I had and slowly opened my eyes. I saw a blurred figure of a man standing over me and flinched as I saw his hand moved to caress my arm. "Where am I?" I groggily asked, moving my arm to my forehead and sitting up slightly. "You're home, darling." He spoke again, making me even more confused. "Home?" My vision came back suddenly and I scanned the new foreign room. The theme seemed to be revolved around a dark blue and black color. The curtains were a lovely black lace. The walls were covered in a dark blue and black patterns that fit perfectly with the curtains. The small chandelier in the center of the ceiling lit the room beautifully. the carpet was a pretty navy blue color, and the bed I was lying in had four tall black pillars that held a sheer black curtain all around the mattress. The mattress was covered in a elegant black and navy comforter with a variety of matching pillows. This wasn't home...this was...weird. "What--Why am I here?!" I demanded. The man chuckled and pushed the sheer curtain away to reveal his actual face. He was damn well perfect! His dark brown hair reached his shoulder in soft waves. His goatee was slightly greying but fit his facial features and his eyes were a beautiful crystal blue color. I could get lost in them every time I looked into them.. The man was dressed in an almost navy blue looking colored suit with a white dress shirt underneath but the top few buttons were undone revealing a small amount of chest hair.
Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
"Don't you remember, my dear?" I tried my best to remember how I exactly ended up here... It was blurry but I do remember his face somehow. Yeah! He's the guy I went on a blind date with; some blind date... We went for dinner and drinks but the next thing I knew, we were here. What the hell happened? "Kinda..it's still blurry but I sorta remember you. Nathan, is it?" The man chuckled, looking down at me, shaking his head. "It's Norman." "Riiiiight. Well, Norman; if you don't mind, I'd like to go home now." "You are home, beautiful." He raised his arm around the room as if he were presenting something. I cocked an eyebrow at him, "Why do you keep saying that? And why do you keep calling me 'dear' and 'darling'? Look,--" I stood quickly on the other side of the bed to get as far away from him as possible, "I don't know you and you don't know me so I'm going to be leaving." I turned and to my surprise, he was right in front of me, reaching his hand up to cup my chin. "Don't talk like that, my love. You're home and you're staying here. It's where you belong." I frowned in slight annoyance, "Stop saying that! Leave me alone!--" I pushed his arm away and started to storm out, until I saw my reflection in the mirror. What I saw wasn't me. Or well it was me but it didn't look how I looked before I woke up. At least, from what I remember. My skin was more pale than its natural complexion even though I didn't feel cold at all. My hair was, what was once a (your hair color) tone was now more vibrant and radiant, almost in an unnatural tone of color. I dropped my purse and shoes to the floor and stepped closer to the mirror. I looked down at my hands and legs, checking to see that they were exactly how they looked in the mirror. I noticed my left hand had a dark black and blue ring on it. I shot my head up to look at Norman and our eyes met in the reflection. My eyes. I leaned into the mirror, freaking out to the extent as they were changing right before my eyes. From a (your eye color), they then changed to a dull grey, then to a deep dark red.
