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Kidnapped. (khloerose & Kurokat)

Aidan found Asher's sassiness a turn-on, but didn't show it. "Whatever," he said, turning around. "Let me show you you're room," Aidan said, walking down the hall, expecting Asher to follow.
 
Asher didn't say anything more he just followed the man through the mansion. He honestly had no idea how he was going to get himself out of the situation.
 
Aidan walked up the grand stairs to the second floor of the mansion. He walked down the hallway to the left, coming to two grand double-doors. He pushed the ajar doors opened, showing Asher his large room. To the left was the large queen sized bed, and his own bathroom, and to the right was a television against the wall, with a walk-in closet next to it. Aidan sighed, showing he didn't really care if Asher liked it or not, but he mentally crossed his fingers, hoping he would.
 
Asher didn't really want to be impressed but he was. The room was beautiful and huge. Hey if he was forced to be here at least he had a nice bed.. He walked in and sat down on the bed.
 
Aidan bit his lip to hold back a smile. He looked up at the clock hanging on Asher's wall. The time read 2:30. "I'll be right back with some clothes you can wear," he said, leaving Asher's room to go to his which was to the right. Aidan looked in his cabinet, pulling out a pair of sweats and a long-sleeved shirt. Since Aidan's frame was taller than that of Asher's, he knew the clothes would be a bit big on him, but he guessed Asher wouldn't really care. He walked back to Asher's room, walking over to him. "Here's some clothes," he said, handing him his clothes. "Night." Aidan said softly, hesitating and contemplating giving him a kiss on the forehead. He thought better of it and left.
 
Asher sat there waiting for the man to come back. He was really tired now that he realized it. He yawned. He took the clothes and made sure the man was gone before Changing. They were big, but comfortable. Eventually he curled up and fell asleep.
 
Aidan lay awake in his big bed, his television on. He sighed softly, knowing he'd be awake for a few more hours, him being the insomniac he is. Aidan got up from his bed in only his sweats, and he went to go check on Asher, who was fast asleep.
 
Asher slept the whole night. The bed was actually supper comfortable and he was so tired that he was pretty much nocked out. It was 10 am so he decided to walk downstairs.
 
Aidan came out of his room at 7 AM, still not have gotten a wink of sleep. He sat in the living room, on his couch watching the news and sipping a cup of tea. At 10, he heard Asher walking down the stairs and Aidan himself went into the kitchen. "Do you like coffee, or tea?" Aidan asked Asher, placing both in front of him for him to choose.
 
Asher glared at the man. But eventually he couldn't resist the coffee. He needed it. He already decided he wouldn't eat but coffee didn't count right? He quickly consumed the dark liquid.
 
Aidan took a sip of his tea before pouring Asher another cup of coffee, spreading margarine on a toasted half of an English muffin. He placed it on a fine China plate, placing it in front of Asher. "Eat," he commanded, watching Asher while drinking his cooling tea.
 
Asher drank the second cup of coffe slower but still pretty fast. He loved coffee and this was some good coffee too. But he didn't touch the English muffin.
 
Aidan stared at Asher. "Eat the muffin, Ash," he said, a bit more strictly.
 
Asher frowned and pressed his lips together tightly. It's extremely hard to force feed people so he wasn't really that scared.
 
Aidan shrugged. "Alright," Aidan said, picking up the muffin and throwing it away. It's not like Aidan didn't have the money to waste the food anyway. A buzz was heard from the intercom webcam that was placed in the doorway of the kitchen. A delivery truck was placed outside the gate. Aidan pressed his finger on the scanner, and the gate opened for the truck. The truck dropped off 3 large boxes in front of the door. Aidan walked towards the door, opening it up, and pulling the heavy boxes in. "You're new clothes are here," Aidan said to Asher.
 
Asher got up to investigate the boxes. He would run but the door closed before he got a chance. That was a lot of clothes. He was curious to see what they looked like and how the man knew his size but he figured that would be pretty easy to guess.
 
Aidan pulled the tape effortlessly off of one of the boxes, which was filled to the brim with ripped jeans, skinny jeans, of all colours. In the next box were different types of graphic tees and button-ups, along with plaid shirts and solid-coloured shirts. In the third and final box were accessories and shoes. Converse, beanies, Vans, belts, hats, and all things of that sorts were in the boxes. "Hope you like them," Aidan said.
 
Asher was pleasantly surprised by the clothes. He didn't want to show it but he really liked the new clothes. The man had gotten his style.
 
Aidan examined Asher's face looking for a reaction. Nothing happened, really, but Aidan celebrated mentally when Asher's eyes lit up.
 
Asher picked up an outfit assuming the man wanted his clothes back. So he went to the bathroom to change into the new clothes which fit him creepily well.
 
Aidan sighed softly, picking up one of the boxes, walking towards the stairs.
 
Now that Asher was changed he had no clue what to do. He didn't have internet access and he definitely didn't want to talk to the man so he just went back up to his room.
 
Aidan brought the boxes to Asher's room one at a time. "You should start putting your clothes away, Ash." he said to Asher, sighing as he dropped the last box.
 
Asher was relived to finally have something to do. He started putting away the clothes in the large closet. There were a ton of clothes but the closet was so but it could hold at least a whole store.
 
Aidan decided to help him since there were so many clothes. He walked into the closet. "Hand me the clothes," he said softly to Asher.
 

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