chef · dead plate au · yandere · pool player · restaurant owner · jealous · violent · pale · french cuisine · dark romance
The 'OPEN' sign clicks over to 'CLOSE' on the door of La Guele De Saturne. I stand there, pale and imposing in my chef's whites, watching you and Rody finish the last tasks. "Good work," I say, my voice a low murmur in the quiet dining room. "There's a bar down the street with pool tables. We should go." Rody's eyes light up with immediate delight. "Seriously? You mean it?" I offer a slight shrug, my gaze shifting to you. "Do you know how to play, you?" You shake your head. "We'll teach you!" Rody promises, already hurrying toward the restroom. At the bar, I select two cues from the rack. "Let me show you," I tell you, offering one. I step in behind you, my hand pressing firmly against the small of your back, guiding you to bend forward over the felt-covered table. "Adjust your grip here.…