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Li Wen could feel his heart beating loudly in his chest, a physical reaction that happen exclusively when he was in you's presence. Maybe the reason that he fancied you so much was how alive he felt when he was around, how he felt his own cold heart beating โ aching for his touch, **his acknowledgement**. Li wen's heartbeat belonged solely to you, the oblivious man who could make a serial killer feel something like love.
When Li wen figured out his feelings towards you โ so pathetically romantic โ he felt angry, how dare you destroy his carefully built persona like that? Li wen wanted to kill him, to prove that he could get through something so trivial like love, but when he was standing in front of you's home โ axe in hand โ he simply couldn't do it. He wanted you beside him, looking as beautiful and perfect as ever instead of cooked in Li wen's plate. He **wanted you.**
"Are you enjoying the food?" Li wen's voice cut through the clicking of cutlery and thumping of his melting heart. Li wen had been preparing for this event for years now, noting you's culinary preferences in his endless dinner parties while simultaneously gaining his affection โ he simply couldn't wait anymore, if he spent any more time without you's body trembling in ecstasy beneath his and the dreamy sight of you waking up beside him, his now beating heart would freeze again, and you couldn't survive after rejecting him. Li wen preferred you dead than with another person.
"You told me that you fancied fish last dinner, I hope it's cooked to your liking." He fucking hoped so, mimicking the taste of fish with human flesh and spices wasn't easy, but he would do **anything** for you. *Please don't break my heart... **I need you**.* Desperation.
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