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creepychan08 · 11 months

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Love your yandere king so much ❤ But what if he kills his darling ?

TW:death, descriptions of death, violence, strangulation, content is not suitable for minors —

Strangled gasps echoed throughout the room, beating against the walls as your cries for help were silenced.

You supposed it didn’t matter even if you could manage to get someone’s attention. The king could order a maid to stand and watch as he tortured you endlessly and they would act as if it was another normal day. Stone faced they’d watch, no signs of registering your pleas unless the king allowed.

And the king didn’t allow much these days.

Constantly irritated and on edge if you weren’t plastered to his side, you knew you should’ve woken him up and told him that you were going to the bathroom, but you wanted a moment of peace. Of silence. A moment to yourself.

The punishment when you returned was his hands around your throat, squeezing as he leaned over your body and cursed you for trying to leave him, for attempting to escape.

It didn’t make sense.

You came back so you didn’t understand how he could accuse you of trying to escape. You could argue that maybe it was just his sleep deprived brain playing tricks on him. That the you inside his dreams was a bit more honest about how you felt and he was dragging that version of you to reality. The real you. The silenced you.

But it still didn’t make sense.

You’d gone to relieve yourself for crying out loud. In what world did it seem appropriate to reprimand a natural bodily function with violence? Of course, he was the king and he could punish you for simply looking at him the wrong way. There was no arguing for someone in your position.

You were tired of self-debating the injustice of it all.

You tried to apologize, knowing that it usually calmed him down. You would take the blame because it was your fault at the end of the day.

You set him off. If you had just remained by his side, this wouldn’t be happening right now. You knew he would get angry and you expected this to happen. What were you thinking? You could only blame yourself for the hands that were actively squeezing the life out of you. You struggled to get the two words, that seemed to live on your tongue, out.

I’m sorry.

He’d stop then. He’d still be angry, growl cruel words at you and shake you like a ragdoll, shake you so hard that it felt like your neck might snap off of your neck, but then he’d hold you close like the perfect lover, as if the monster that consumed him every waking moment never existed.

But you couldn’t make a sound.

Looking back and forth between his furious eyes, your mouth opened and closed but short breaths were the only thing that passed through your lips. Your hands wrapped around his wrists, begging him to loosen his painful hold but as if he sensed your squirming resistance he gripped you harder.

You felt as he crushed something in your throat and a sharp jolt of fear passed through your body at the thought that this was it.

You were going to die.

You could fight, struggle, but you knew it would only make him squeeze tighter, completely cutting off what little air you were allowed.

This is the end.

Strangely, the thought gave you peace. You couldn’t imagine how many times you’d woken up after dreaming about a simple life with someone you loved in a small village as far away from the kingdom as possible and felt the growing urge to cry. To bawl your eyes out as you lived each day in devastation, realizing that it was simply that. A dream. And a dream is all it would ever be.

Until now.

You finally got to escape. Escape the growing loneliness that seemed to burrow itself deeply inside of you, carving into you each day without remorse. Escape the callous remarks and repulsed stares, judging you for dwelling in a position you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemies. You would get to escape the king and his sweet, sick laughter and soft looks that’d morph into an erratic crazed obsession.

You would finally get to be with the people that were taken from you, the people you loved and would no longer have to miss dearly.

Finally.

When the king’s anger ebbed, he ripped his hands away from your neck, climbing off of you to go to the balcony. He hoped that the cool air would calm him down because he was still seeing red and being near you wasn’t helping the situation.

As he looked out on the silent night, he took a deep breath and pushed a frustrated hand through his hair.

You would be the death of him.

The king didn’t understand why he always got so angry when it came to you. It was never this difficult to control his anger, but he supposed with time his rage only grew.

From the minute he laid eyes on you, he knew the two of you were meant for each other. He kept you by his side in order to get your to realize that, but no matter how many hints he dropped or passes he made, you refused to understand. Those around you didn’t make it much better. He noticed the way some of your fellow servants touched you casually when it’d taken him months to touch you without you flinching away from his touch or tensing up.

You always reminded him of his position when he knew it better than anyone else.

The prince was as kind as he was benevolent. He was wise and patient to better understand and lead his citizens. And if another dared to lay claim on something he already acknowledged as his, the prince was going to lose his mind.

What good was all this power if it couldn’t give him what he wanted? He was raised with the knowledge that everything in the world was within his grasp.

And so he took.

He felt awful. Anyone would when faced with their lover’s crying face. You were supposed to be happy, but your aversion was simply because you didn’t understand.

And you didn’t seem to be the only one.

He’d heard the conversation you had with your father and it broke his heart to hear that you no longer wanted to serve as his companion. You begged, pleaded to be demoted to the position of a stable hand if you had to, but your father understood his position. He understood that it was an honor to serve the prince in a position that most other nobles your age could only hope to dream about and told you there was nothing he could do.

But he went to the king anyway. Asked him to reconsider the prince’s companion and place someone more suitable in the position.

He fumed, realizing that you weren’t the only one he would have to educate.

Your father was a nuisance that aided you in your foolishness. A nuisance that you’d helped him get rid of. You were despondent, but so docile and sweet once he got rid of the distractions in your relationship.

Or most of them.

He never imagined that his father would try to separate the two of you. The prince thought that he of all people would understand, but he wouldn’t muster his princely patience this time. He’d waited long enough to get you all to himself and nothing would stand in his way.

He was king now and he’d all but assured that no one would ever stand in the way of your relationship again. There was nothing to be afraid of anymore. No one would take you from him.

No one would take you away.

Pushing off of the balcony, he walked back inside, reasonably placated as he shut the doors to prevent a draft before climbing back into bed. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he was surprised when you didn’t flinch away. After one of his outbursts you had a tendency of trembling and angling your body away from him, but you laid still.

He smiled before pulling you closer.

It had to have been the most peaceful sleep he’d gotten in a while.

~*~

The king’s first thought when he woke up the next morning was that you were oddly cold. He looked to the door, frowning when he saw that it was closed. He’d made sure to close the balcony doors so why did your skin feel like ice?

“Good morning, my love.” he said, caressing the side of your face. He smiled, leaning over your body before slowly kissing your frigid lips.

You were silent.

Placing a hand on your shoulder, he shook you lightly. “Wake up, love. It’s time to start our day.”

You remained silent.

“My love?”

Looking at you, he slowly backed away when he noticed your body was unnaturally still. No fluttering eyelashes, no rise and fall of your chest, nothing.

He was stumbling towards the door yelling for someone to call a doctor before he even realized what his body was doing. Maids entered, hands covering their mouths at the sight of you and he was sure someone screamed, but he couldn’t hear anything past the static in his ears. He couldn’t see anything, but you.

It didn’t take long for the doctor to arrive. Rushing to your side as the king yelled at him to fix you, asking her what was wrong with you. He knew it couldn’t be anything good when the woman froze after touching your wrist, slowly turning before looking at him with those eyes.

“I’m sorry,” she began to say, but he was shaking his head.

“Get out.” he said quietly, coming forward before shoving the woman away from you. “Get out!” he yelled, not bothering to watch as she hurried out of the door. “That doctor was incompetent. Drag her away, punish her, and find someone else. NOW!”

Bodies bustled around, rushing to fulfill his orders, but he only had eyes for you. He held your hand, kissing each knuckle before he rested it against his face. You would be okay. You had to be. He didn’t know what he was going to do if you weren’t okay.

Doctor after doctor arrived, feeling the fierce pressure the king exuded as he ordered them to do something and time after time he received the same words.

I’m sorry.

It seemed to be the only thing the incompetent fools could say.

I’m sorry.

He shook his head, wondering whether he would hang the doctors for their incompetence. You were fine yesterday. Talking with him, laughing and touching, and now you were… what? What would they have him to believe?

He walked to your side, the doctors backing away slowly as he leaned over your body.

Silence permeated the room, everyone afraid to breathe lest they incur the king’s wrath, but it was abruptly broken by sharp laughter.

The king’s laughter.

Broken laughter that became muffled when he covered his mouth.

His body shook violently, everyone in the room flinching when he whipped around to face them with an ugly sneer.

“Are you fools so blind to not recognize a sleeping person?”

Everyone hesitated, too afraid to look away from the king.

“I have no further use for you. Get out.”

Maids, doctors, and servants alike left the king’s chambers single file, unsure what had occurred, but he didn’t seem to notice.If anything it was better for the both of you. No one was bothering you and you could rest peacefully.

He came to your side, tugging the covers back over you as he sighed.

“I shouldn’t have kept you awake for so long.” he said. You looked so cold.

His cheeks stretched into a soft smile. If you’d only opened your eyes to see how easily he could rest beside you now.

Your routine followed the same pattern.

The king would wake up, smiling as he kissed you and coaxed you to wake up but you remained as still as you’d been for the past couple of days. Your clammy skin did nothing to deter his affection as he’d kiss your forehead, your eyes, your pale lips.

He was used to getting an adverse reaction. He wasn’t sure if he preferred not receiving one at all, but it had to have been progress, right?

The king could start the day without punishing his lover for not responding properly. He could go perform his duties as king without worrying whether or not you’d attempt to escape again. He wouldn’t have to order the guards and maids to search for you. You would just remain sleeping in bed until you saw fit to get up.

The king hoped it was soon because he’d missed seeing your eyes, regardless of the emotion they held for him.

After a week, no one mentioned the putrid odor that began to drift from the king’s bedroom. The king himself had nothing to say about it so the others would keep their mouths shut.

His advisors continued meetings, exchanging glances between each other but none being bold enough to speak up. Maids would glance towards him nervously when he would pass by, too afraid to even whisper.

A considerate maid walked in and caused a commotion by screaming. What she saw remained a mystery to the other servants as the king barred others from his bedroom, lest they disturbed his sleeping lover and she refused to speak about it, looking distant. The servants were relieved they had an excuse to avoid cleaning the king’s bedroom. If not for the unspeakable terror then for fear that they’d aggravate the ghost-like king that appeared more haggard the longer you went without acknowledging his presence.

He supposed he couldn’t blame you. You couldn’t speak to him if you were asleep. He understood that rest was important, but he missed hearing your voice. Even if it meant hearing things he would hate, anything was better than this awful silence.

“My love?” he said, speaking to you even though he knew you wouldn’t respond. It wasn’t time yet, he told himself. You were still recovering. Still catching up due to restless nights he caused. He could give as many as he took, but it didn’t stop him from being lonely.

If anything, it was the one emotion he had to realize he felt.

He was terribly lonely. He’d only realized it after he no longer had the choice to speak to you. He didn’t have to seek you out anymore. He knew that you would be lying here, sleeping peacefully, but he’d look for you any day if it meant getting to hear your voice.

“Do you think you’ll wake up soon?” he asked, brushing your hair gently. If only you would open your eyes and see the amount of love he held for you. You would just have to look at him to see.

“Will you open your eyes?” he asked, on the verge of begging as he grew more and more afraid of the silence he knew he would be forced to endure.

Wrapping his arms around your body, he held you gently as he tried to choke down distress at being deprived of something he’d taken for granted.

“Please open your eyes.” he begged. “Please.”

After a month, the king was sure you were getting sick.

He’d tried combing your hair since you couldn’t do it for yourself and was shocked to find that it was beginning to fall out. At first he thought it was normal, but as he persisted more hair clumped into the jeweled comb.

He couldn’t wipe your body down because he’d begun to notice your skin change into a sickly color whenever he changed your clothes and the doctors that he’d attempted to enlist for advice responded with the same words he’d become tired of hearing.

I’m sorry.

There was never anything anyone could do. He had grown weary of even bothering. You would be fine. If he just gave you time, you’d recover and come back to him.

But he didn’t know how long that would take.

He’d begun to forget the color of your eyes, or what your expression looked like when it was filled with warmth. He continued to hold you as you slept and even if he hated it when you would flinch away from him, he needed something, anything from you.

He craved to hear your voice say that you loved him.

He wanted to remember the taste of your tongue as he held you tight.

He needed to see you give something other than this god awful stillness.

The king grit his teeth to the point where he felt as if his teeth cracked as he stared down at you, sleeping peacefully in the bed.

“Get up.” he said, feeling something surge inside of him at the continued sight of your sleeping face.

“Get up!”

The vase of wilted flowers on your bedside was the first thing to fly across the room, shattering into a million pieces as it hit a wall. He flipped over the table, ripped down the curtains, tore apart the bookshelf, wreaking havoc in attempt to bring you back from your persistent slumber.

The king didn’t care when he stepped on glass, cutting into his feet. He didn’t care that there was a group of servants beginning to crowd outside of his bedroom, calling in to ask if he was okay.

He only had eyes for you.

“Wake up.” he ordered, voice hard and cold as he hovered above you, willing your eyes to open at the sound of his voice. “You’ve slept long enough. Get up!”

He yelled.

You didn’t flinch.

All it took was the lack of a simple reaction to break him completely as he sunk to his knees, pleading, begging for you to open your eyes. For you to end this tantrum because he had grown impatient of waiting for you.

The king couldn’t remember when he had fallen asleep, feeling pain in his legs, but he couldn’t comprehend anything beyond the sound of your voice calling for him.

“My king?”

A gaunt face looked up. Wide eyes met your soft ones and the king felt tears prick the corner of his eyes as his shaking hand reached out to touch you. He was afraid. Was it really you? He hadn’t heard your voice for so long that he couldn’t be sure, but when you leaned into his touch, the dam burst as he hugged you tightly.

“What’s wrong?” you asked him.

His body shook, wracked as he sobbed. He didn’t understand just how much he’d missed hearing your voice. How much he missed you.

Pulling away, he cried in your lap feeling such immense relief that he was exhausted despite having just woken up.

“I’m sorry.” he said, kneeling at your feet as he caressed the sides of your ankles. It was the first time the words had ever left his lips. You had always been unsure whether he was taught the meaning of such words since he acted as if he could do no wrong, but maybe it took your continued silence to draw it out of him. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” he said.

He sounded so broken. It was unlike his usual haughty tone. The confidence he wore like a second skin was gone now, replaced with an empty shell of a man as he prostrated himself before you.

“Please,” he begged, not wanting anything more than your forgiveness in this moment. If it meant forsaking the kingdom and relinquishing his title, he’d do it if it meant keeping you by his side. “Please don’t leave me.”

It was quiet for a moment and the king felt a ghost of a hand against the top of his head.

“Oh, king.”

Your voice was soft, gentle even. It gave him hope. Maybe he could fix things. He’d start over. He wouldn’t be so forceful. He always had a feeling that if he slowed his advances and focused on wooing you, you would’ve chosen to be his with time.

“Don’t you know that I’m already gone?”

The king was frozen.

You said the words so softly he was unsure if they were even said at all. He slowly raised his head, getting the distinct feeling that something was off, wrong.

His mouth was dry, feeling sweat run down his neck as he attempted to steel himself. He couldn’t sit here frozen forever, but the sense of relief that encompassed him turned into a dreadful chill. It was foolish. There was nothing to be afraid of. Nothing had changed in the last few weeks.

Months?

Your words were ominous, but you weren’t to be feared.

With a nervous breath, he lifted his head before his eyes froze on the stranger in his bed.

His body locked as he struggled to pull his eyes away from the repulsive corpse sprawled on his bed. Ghastly pale skin that appeared to mold in multiple places, maggot infested sockets where eyes should’ve been housed, and a slack mouth that melted into skeletal jaw. He could see the bone.

The king couldn’t move fast enough as his gag reflex kicked in, not just at the sight but the putrid smell that seemed to invade his senses. He retched, feeling his throat constrict painfully, but the smell was nothing compared to the body.

He was no stranger to dead bodies, having created many of his own, but there was something about the sight of one in his bed, one that seemed to sink and decay in too many places. In the place where the two of you spent time together. In the place where you should’ve been.

Shaking his head, he stumbled backwards as he tried to get to his feet. After almost failing twice, a sudden surge of fear struck him.

Where were you?

It was dangerous to stray from his side when someone had broken into his chambers to leave him such an unsightly display.

Staggering to the door, he yelled for the guards, afraid to look behind him at the dead body he’d discovered in his bed.

It didn’t make any sense.

You had been right there. How could you have moved so quickly?

“Find them.” he said, the minute the first guard entered his eye sight. “Find them. They have to be here somewhere.”

They stood stockstill, the king growing increasingly angrier the longer they stood and stared at him like fools.

You could’ve been halfway to another kingdom at this point!

“FIND THEM!” he roared, grabbing his sword as he threatened to cut down any who would dare disobey his orders.

“My king.”

He whipped around at the sound of your voice, eyes wide and wild.

“Don’t you know that I’m already gone?”

Where was this voice coming from? It was yours, but you weren’t here. You weren’t…

His eyes slowly made their way back to the corpse on your side of the bed. The same place you’d always slept. The place where you’d been for the last couple of months, sleeping.

But you were sleeping, you couldn’t be…

No.

He shook his head, not wanting to come to terms with reality. It couldn’t be. This body wasn’t yours. It looked nothing like you.

I’m sorry.

It was all they could say.

I’m sorry.

Each and every doctor he’d called to check on your condition.

I’m sory.

Even his own words that he’d realized he said too late.

He was too late and you were gone.

The sword clattered to the ground, the king’s quick breath becoming painful as bile forced its way up and out of his body.

The body was you.

No.

Don’t you know I’m already gone?

No. Who said that? He’d heard you. He heard your voice. It couldn’t be.

It couldn’t be you. It couldn’t be you. It couldn’t be you.

The king apologized! He said he would do things differently and he meant it this time. He wouldn’t let his anger get the best of him. He would try to understand you better. If anything his time apart from you proved that he could patiently and wait for you, so you couldn’t be gone. Not when he was finally ready to make things right.

I’m sorry.

Gripping at his hair, he let out something akin to wail that sounded unsettling and inhuman as he began pulling at the strands to rip his hair out. He fought against the hands that grabbed at him, forcing him to the ground to stop him from hurting himself, but he only had eyes for you.

He only had eyes for you.

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Yandere Garrett Denali (Breaking Dawn) x Reader

Chapter 1: Meeting the Yandere Male Lead

You sighed, rolling around your bed as you just finished reading another yandere fanfic. It must be nice to have someone obsess over you to the point of being taken against your will to be "protected".

But then and again, that's also fucked up.

" Not like I'll experience those things in real life. Yanderes in reality are actually really scary, I think" You mumbled to yourself. That's another weird thing about you. You liked talking to yourself and creating weird fantasies in your head. People on social media call it Maladaptive daydreaming but who cares, right?

As long as you keep yourself entertained.

Glancing at your window, you noted that it was dark already. Glancing at your phone, it read 7PM. Meh, maybe you can ask permission from your parents to allow you to walk around the park at this time.

Yes, you're already 26 years old but growing up in an Asian household and just moving here in America for a short vacation means you still need to ask your parents before going outside. They were very strict and overprotective of you after all you were the youngest and a woman at that.

"Hey mom, can I go outside for a while? My room feels stuffy and I think I need a walk."

"Honey, its already dark and-"

"Mom, its just 7PM and I'll just be in the park near our house. I won't be long, just maybe 30 minutes. You can't keep treating me like a child forever." You cut her off and ranted.

She sighed and look at you wearily.

"Fine but bring your pepper spray and taser, okay? You know there's a high crime rate in this country. And call me if someone's bothering you. Remember, don't talk to any strangers!"

Luckily your father was meeting with some old friend since he probably won't allow you if you asked him instead.

"Yes mom, I know. I love you." You kissed her cheek as you happily went out.

Breathing in the night air, you carefully watched for anyone following you. Living with overprotective parents made you a little paranoid yourself and you hated it.

Seeing no one around as you finally approached the park, you sit in the swing. There were streetlights every corner so it helped ease your nerves a bit.

"Okay, calm down self and just enjoy the view" You talked to yourself as you gaze at the stars. Rocking yourself back and forth on the swing, your mind immediately comes up with different scenarios for your favorite character.

Giggling to yourself as you were swept up in your imagination, you suddenly stop when you felt the hairs on the back of your neck suddenly stood up. Something's wrong.

Glancing warily at your surrounding, you caught red eyes peering at you from a distance.

"Shit!" You cursed and immediately bolted out from your place.

You hated running when you feel scared since it felt as if you'll be chased the moment you do but this time, all your senses were telling you to run which you did.

'Don't look back, don't look back' Your mind chanted when you suddenly feel someone breathing down the back of your neck.

"Shit, fuck!" You shrieked, increasing your speed. Now, you wished you've exercised more as you were lacking in stamina and speed to probably outrun this crazy motherfucker.

Finally reaching your house, you bolted through the gates and quickly locked it before knocking furiously on your door.

"Mom, let me in!" You cried and dared to finally look behind you with your pepper spray ready. Much to your relief and horror, no one was there.

What the fuck?

The air was still and nothing extraordinary moves. Your eyes swept your street and you found nothing at all.

Okay, that's seriously creepy.

"Oh dear, what happened?" Your mom looked at you worriedly and you hurriedly entered your house and locked the door.

After giving a thorough explanation of what just occured, you both made sure the doors were locked and all windows were closed.

"I know, I won't go out again" You said in defeat as your mother gave you a knowing look.

After taking a bath, you went to your bed to read some fanfic so you can forget what happened when you see something move quickly outside your window.

Weird, you thought, gathering your courage and taking a quick peek behind your curtain. There's no one outside.

"Okay, okay fine, maybe its time to go to bed" You sighed, getting under the covers. Unlike the usual, it didn't take long before you drifted to sleep.

Garrett's POV:

I just finished feeding on another unsuspecting prey. Human blood sure taste delicious especially when they struggle.

It was still early so I head around the park to enjoy the night breeze when I saw a young girl sitting on the swings alone. Her face looks blank as she stare at nothing in particular. There was certain serenity around her that piqued my interest. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to observe her for longer than I would have like when it seems as if she sensed me.

Our eyes made contact for a moment and it seems as if time literally move slower than normal.

'Mine' The first thought that came to my mind. I glance down and saw a red string tied to my pinky connecting to hers before it turns invisible. After centuries of living, I finally found my soulmate.

Unfortunately, my excitement didn't match hers as I probably comes off as something creepy. Her innocent eyes widen in fear before she take off.

Of course, her speed is nothing compared to mine and as I chased after her, I relish the sound of her heart pumping vigorously. I can easily reach out to catch her but enjoying this moment, I teasingly breath down her neck and had to hide my chuckle when she cursed and ran even faster.

So cute!

I had to stop myself from embracing her and taking her right then and there as I realized I scared her too much tonight. Hiding behind a concrete wall, I watched her quickly enter her property and knock at the door, her eyes finally trying to search for her 'stalker'.

Seeing her distressed face made me suddenly feel guilty. I shouldn't have teased her so much. After thinking of ways on how to make up to her and have a proper introduction, I saw the lights on her room turn off and her bedside lamp open.

Jumping on the ledge of her window, I try to peek between her curtains to see her one last time before she sleep but I think she sensed me again when she suddenly draw her curtain to gaze outside.

'Too close' If I still have a heart, it would have been beating hard as I barely hid myself the last moment. She can't see me. At least not yet.

'Soon' I promised, closing my eyes as her scent wafts over my senses.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Your POV:

The weather today was gloomy. Dark clouds hang above with the promise of rain and the occasional breeze was chilling you to the bone.

Your favorite kind of weather.

"Ah, this is really nice" You mumble to yourself. It was still late afternoon so you got permission to go to the nearest grocery store to buy ingredients for dinner.

'Ohh chocolates!' You excitedly pick out a bar of Twix when a hand reach out the same time you did, accidentally enclosing it around yours. The hand was a lot bigger and you tilt your head back to see a really tall stranger in black clothes looking down at you with surprise etch on his face.

'Woah so tall and handsome!' You inwardly squealed.

"Oh sorry!" You smiled at him nervously and motion him to go pick up his chocolate first.

"Ah, no it was my bad. Go ahead." He smiled at you.

Okay, what in the freaking romance movie shit is happening? That's weird cause you swear you were the only one in the aisle that time so since when did he appear?

"Oh no, no, its really okay. Anyway, I still have to pick up something so yeah, goodbye and thanks!" You awkwardly bowed at him and left the scene in a hurry.

'Ah shit, that was awkward' Sighing to yourself, you decided to pick out the ingredients first and then return later when the stranger is gone.

Finally getting out of the store, you carried your things ready to go home when a voice broke your thoughts.

"Hey, fancy seeing you again here" The stranger from before walked up to you casually. In his hands were a bag from what he had bought in the store.

He wore a jeans and shirt topped with black jacket and a necklace was hanging on his neck. Truthfully, he's gorgeous but something seems off about him.

"Yeah, hi"

"You got the chocolates, darling?"

Okay, he's suspicious. Why the heck is he talking to you and calling you darling? Is this what they call creeps here in America? Too bad if he's one as he's actually handsome.

"Yeah" You shortly answered and proceeded to ignore him as you start walking. He followed you, walking alongside as he strike up a conversation.

"Uhm sorry but do you need something? I don't know who you are but what you're doing is making me uncomfortable" You wanted to use the 'Leave me alone or I'm going to call the cops line' but you refrain from doing so and instead waited for his response.

"I'm sorry darling, my name is Garrett. Charmed to meet you." He proceeded to take your hand and plant a kiss on the back of it while gazing at you seductively.

If you knew how to blush, you would have been bright red by now but since you do not, your comical expression seemed to amuse him instead.

You never thought in all your life, you'd experience a guy kissing your hand like in those historical films. The slight stubbles on his face tickled your skin and you hurriedly take your hand away, the sensation of his soft lips on your hand imprinted on your mind.

"What the fuck?" You unconciously said out loud. "That's-"

"Romantic?" His teasing smile returned and you gave him a horrendous look.

"No, its creepy! What the heck dude?!"

"I can hear your heart beating faster than normal" He supplied.

"Yes cause what you did is just, I dunno scary? Leave me alone, bro" You said and proceeded to hightail it out of there.

"No wait, I haven't got your name yet" He touch your shoulder and it felt like an electricity zapped you. He retracted his hand, looking at it weirdly. Ah so he felt it too. Must be static electricity or something.

"I don't know who you are and no, I'm not giving away my name to any stranger. Now please leave me alone or I will have to call the cops" You finally said, giving him a stern look.

Garrett looked down at his mate, threatening him. Her small stature made her look so vulnerable instead. An adorable mouse trying to play tough before a lion, he chuckled at the thought. Finally unable to resist himself, he leaned down, embracing your form as he sniffed your neck in hunger. You smell so divine, so heavenly. He wanted to claim you as soon as possible.

Your squeak in response only made him crave you more. You have absolutely no idea what you're doing to him.

Placing a kiss on your neck, his lips linger as he feel your pulse rate increasing, the flow of blood rushing in your veins and your heart thumping erratically inside your chest.

He pull back and grab both your cheeks to look at you. You pupils were blown wide as you gaze at him in fear.

"You don't understand it yet but you will soon enough. You're mine."

Daintily placing a kiss on your forehead, he gaze at you one last time before turning to walk away from you.

You reach your house in silent contemplation. Still shocked at the turn of events, you numbly greeted your mom who worriedly voiced her concern to your unusual self. Debating on whether to tell her or not, you decided to tell her another time as your mind were still reeling from what happened.

After changing your clothes, you lied in your bed and stare out your open window. Down the street, you saw him staring at you and you shriek in response. The next thing you know he wasn't there at all.

'What the heck, am I hallucinating?' you grimly thought, rubbing your chest to calm yourself down.

"Goodness, that guy sure acts like a real life yandere. I mean I like them in fanfics but geez, I don't need a yandere in real life" You talked to yourself as you closed you windows and curtains seeing as it was soon to be night.

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You carelessly flung your sheets as you prepare for bed. You had just finished showering and doing your bed time routine but still feel annoyed with your parents lecturing you again about your diet.

"Well maybe I want to die early by consuming sweet foods, the heck they care about it" You grumbled to yourself while closing your lamp. You always feel like enclosing yourself in darkness when you let your irritation washed over you.

It has been sometime probably when your window suddenly slam open.

Sitting up quickly, you watched as two red eyes peer at you before a tall, well build man entered through your window with ease.

You grab the nearest object which is your pillow- fucking useless- to try and defend yourself.

"Who are you?"

"Its me, sweetheart" A soft, velvet-like voice answered.

"Wait, is it you Garrett?" You squinted in the dark before he suddenly lunged at you, pining you to the bed. He nuzzled your neck, inhaling your scent as he sighed blissfully.

Your body stiffened before pushing him off you and rushing to escape from your window.

Looking back as you run away from your house, you find him suddenly behind you, arms wrap around your waist as he run to who knows where. Wind slapped against your face as you felt dizzy and nauseous.

What's with his super speed? Is he a vampire or something?

Before you knew it, you find yourself in a forest. Thick, overhanging trees that sways with the wind coupled with the sliver of the moon slipping in between the spaces made the woods appear daunting and mysterious in your eyes. Its actually breath taking and the kind of scenery that you love but not in this situation.

"I told you before you're mine. I came back to get you" His eyes looked sincere as he softly cup your cheek with one hand.

"Uhmm, you know this is real life right? We're not in some kind of romance book shit bro. Or wait, are you taking any medications right now?"

Working as a nurse back in your home country, you've also studied about different kinds of mental disorders and you worried this guy probably have some serious issues.

Garrett scoffed and looked at you in disbelief before laughing it off.

"Come now, YN, don't be like that to your soulmate. I'm hurt."

Seeing as you don't look convinced, he sighed and stare at you seriously.

"Fine. I'll do this just once because you're special to me. I'll give you a head start for 1 minute. If you reach that specific tree-" He pointed at the pine tree with white marking on its trunk a few distance away from you.

"-if you reach that before I do then I promise I'll let you go but if I catch you first, then you're staying with me."

"Uhm for how long?"

"For eternity, sweetheart" He said, grinning mysteriously.

'Okay fuck that, I'm yeeting it out of here'

Before he can start counting to three, you immediately bolted leaving Garrett staring flabbergasted at his mate who run away without notice. Shaking his head in amusement, he gave her exactly 1 minute before starting the chase.

Running past the leaves and the branches of the trees surrounding you felt like a deja vu. This scene...it happened to you before. Then it hit your self. You had this dream years ago where you were running in a forest and someone was chasing after you. You remember reaching that tree but someone-

"Hey there sweetheart, maybe you should run faster"

Garrett's taunting voice filled your ears and the adrenaline pumping through your veins increased your stamina and speed. If you could just reach that damn tree, its so close!

Extending your hand to touch your goal, your fingertips almost brushed the rough edges of the branch when you felt his hand rest on your shoulder and his cold presence behind you.

Cold shivers ran down your spine as you felt sweat dotted your forehead. Panting heavily, you feel your heart racing in both fear and anxiety.

"You lose, love" He whispered in your ear and you can't help the gasp that came out your lips. Turning slowly, you lifted your gaze to see him with a dark, contented smile on his face.

His pale face and red eyes filled with satisfaction made you asked the question itching on your mind since the first time you met him.

"What are you?"

"I'm a vampire, darling. And I've come for you as I promised."

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creepychan08 · 1 year

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Thranduil x Reader- Period Pains

Prompt: Thranduil comforting you during your time of the month

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You wake up that morning with a massive cramps, sensitive breasts and a slight headache. The ray of sunlight filtering through the curtains and falling on your form normally would have made you smile as you wake up happily but not today. It only serves to make your headache worsen.

You groaned and shifted your body, back facing your husband.

"Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?" Thranduil's gentle voice greeted you as he plant a soft kiss to your shoulders.

You only grunted in response. Not in the mood to talk with anyone today as the pain in your lower abdomen increased. Its normally not like this. Your time of the month usually just pass by like a breeze, save for a slight cramps. But this month was the worse.

Sensing your discomfort, Thranduil embrace you closer from behind.

"Are you in pain, meleth nin? Is something bothering you?"

His sensitive nose finally picks up on a smell.

Blood.

Immediately, his senses were on alert as he check over your body. He saw the big, red stain of blood on your bottom and his eyes widen in shock.

How did this happen? Did someone harmed you while you were asleep? And you were even sleeping beside him. How could he fail to sense the intruder and protect you?

"Its nothing. Its part of human anatomy of a woman. We bleed like this every month and with it comes the cramps. Although I admit, its the worst today" You patiently explain to him, gritting your teeth when another wave of pain pass through your body.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion but decided not to further ask you as he can see you were already in pain. He decided to do research on his own about this topic later after he tends to you.

"I'm sorry you had to go through this, my love" He pressed a kiss on top of your head as he rub his hands up and down comfortingly on your arms.

"Please tell me what can I do to help alleviate your suffering. Anything you want or desire YN."

He paused and continued, "I'll call the healers right now"

"No wait" you grasped his hand tightly. "No need for the complete check up. I just need them to give me pain killers."

He looked at you seriously, debating his decision as he feels it would be best to have the healers check on you thoroughly but after seeing the determined look in your eyes, he figured you know more on how to deal with your pain.

After the healers came and gave you pain killers, you finally relax as you felt the pain decreasing to a tolerable amount.

Thranduil still hovered around you in concern, constantly asking how you're feeling and you can't help chuckle at his antics.

"Why are you laughing, YN? Do you find it humorous to find me in great worry over your condition?" If you look closely, you can almost see a small pout on his face.

"Oh Thranduil, my love, I do not mean it like that." You cup your hands on both his cheeks as you smile at him in apology.

"I am most flattered and grateful for your concern but I am feeling better now. And I find you fussing over me quite adorable in my eyes"

He blush slightly and hides his face in your neck. You hummed in delight while gently brushing his soft hair.

'Who would have thought that the stone cold, Elven King would have this side of him' You thought with a smile.

"You don't have to worry a single thing today, YN. Ease your mind. I'll take care of you and make you forget about your monthly misery"

After a whole day of being pampered more so than your usual days, eating your favorite foods, endless cuddling, massages and a special bath prepared to sooth your body, you can say for the first time that you were already looking forward for your next month's red days.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So I just finished my period and can't help but wish Thranduil to be there and care for me as well lol. Really sucks to be in love with a fictional character.

Anyway, this one is shorter as its just imagine scenarios for when the reader was in her painful time of the month and what I think Thranduil would be like in those case.

That's all! Hope you like it and you can comment what you think about the story so far. Stay safe, guys! :)))

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creepychan08 · 1 year

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Yandere Thranduil x Reader

It wasn't supposed to end up like this. You heart's desire becoming a nightmare.

And now there's no way home.

"Thranduil, you can't keep me here. Sooner or later I must return home." You once again plead your case as Thranduil frowned and hold both your hands protectively. But lately it feels like his gentle touches were slowly turning like handcuffs chaining you to him, unable to escape his grasp.

"Meleth nin (My love) please, this is your home. Have I not treated you well? Tell me what more can I do to make you stay by my side?"

His grip tightened, not in a hurtful way, but just enough to prove his desperation for your continued presence in his kingdom.

"Its not that at all. You have been truly kind to me and for that I am eternally grateful. But I have my family waiting for me. I miss them Thranduil. Terribly." Your eyes glistened with unshed tears and his gaze softened, drawing you closer in an embrace. You welcomed the comfort he provided and lean your head almost close to his chest, the part you can only reach due to your unfortunate stature.

"Have you found some other way to return to your world?"

"How could I when you took away that book and refused to let me out of your kingdom?" The bitter tone of your voice breaks the moment of tranquility when you remembered it was him who didn't allow you to leave and travel to Rivendell to seek help from Gandalf.

Though your tone was bitter, you felt him relaxed more against your embrace as if relieved.

"You know there are threats coming from the orcs resurfacing in the forest. I can't very well allow my beloved to travel and place yourself in harm's way. No, you will stay here with me." His fingers slowly brush down your hair as you feel your anger boil inside.

"I will not allow you to keep me in here like a trophy! No more! I will go out and discover the way back- back to my real home- if you won't help me."

Thranduil grit his teeth in frustration as he roughly tilt your head up to look at him. His eyes fierce and burning as it stare straight to your soul and your composure faltered, realizing how large he is compared to you and the power he has to crush you any time.

"I will say it again. You won't leave my side forever. You are mine as I am yours."

A whimper unconsciously left your lips as you began to fear and tremble before him. The dominance he was radiating made you feel weak, unable to do anything but submit to his will.

Upon hearing that helpless sound, his seething expression was immediately wiped off, dark glint in his eyes returning to a soft crystal blue filled with worry and regret when he behold the terror he accidentally inflicted on his beloved.

"My starlight, I am so sorry. Please forgive this ignorant King from his careless actions. I did not mean to make you afraid of me. That was the last thing I ever wanted." The sorrow in his voice made you want to reach out and comfort him.

You remembered how it all started.

*Flashback*

Being a fan of The Hobbit trilogy movie, you were immediately captivated by the ElvenKing, Thranduil. The daily occurence in your life involves imagining random scenarios and plots with him and deeply wishing to somehow be transported in Middle Earth to meet him. And one day it did come true.

You have no idea of your last memory of how you came to this new world. Whether you were killed by a truck driver and get isekai'd, or if you were just dreaming or worse case in a coma, you have no idea how you are actually faring in the real world. But there was a portal which immediately closed as soon as your feet step into the grounds of the forest of Mirkwood.

Obviously you were taken by the patrolling group of elves and presented to Thranduil. It was not love at sight as you were already crushing on him way back on Earth but it sure did made your heart jumped with excitement as you eagerly and honestly answered each one of his questions.

You were detained in the dungeons for some time as the ElvenKing pondered on your statement to see if you were just lying to get yourself out of this mess. Perhaps it is dark magic then to how you were transported to this world? Are you a threat? But somewhere deep down in his cold heart, he could feel the sincerity radiating off you. And there was something else too- something foreign but pleasant that he felt when he first talked with you.

After careful consideration, Thranduil finally released you from prison and transferred you to a well-furnished room. He was still unsure of what to do with you. Strangely enough, the thought of assigning you to be a servant, a maid, cook, or a warrior didn't sit well with him so he decided to treat you as a guest and get to know you better.

As he did, he finds himself slowly falling for you. Unlike the other elleths (women elves), you possess kindness and genuine concern for other people. You interacted with his guards and other servants with much respect and he saw them slowly warming up to you. Everyday, he would look forward to seeing you first thing in the morning as your smile immediately brightens his day. And during the evening after he finish his work early, he would asks you to walk with him in the gardens.

It was no surprise when he ends up falling head over heels in love. He started properly courting you and sending expensive gifts everyday.

"You know you don't have to send me all these stuff, Thranduil. Its too expensive"

"Nonsense. I am the King and I can give you everything you deserve and more. Unless.. do you not like them? I can have another jewel be made to fit your taste-"

"No! No need, I really like this one. Thank you, Thranduil" You smiled at him gratefully and the corner of his lips lifted up as he stare at you.

"Anything for you, my starlight" He draws his arms open and gently pulled you to his embrace, his robe covering your form as you lean you head on his chest.

You wished those moments would have lasted more.

Thranduil was a gentle lover. Always kind. Always patient. Always caring towards you. He never once raised his voice at you and you greatly appreciated it. But as the days go by, you noticed him getting more possessive and obsessive over you.

"We were just talking! He is your guard long before I came here and he is just my friend" You defended yourself as Thranduil warned you against talking to one of his royal guards.

"I do not like the way he looks at you, meleth nin. You are mine, don't forget that. He should know his place."

"Everyone knows we are together so stop being suspicious of other elves! I am not fond of the way you're acting right now. I will leave you to cool your head first."

As you turn to leave, his arms reach out to wrap around your waist as he hug you from behind. His head bowed low so as to breath in the scent of your hair to calm him down.

"No, don't leave please. I am sorry, my love. I am just afraid of losing you."

You sighed, feeling your heart soften. You turn to face him again and saw the insecurities and doubt swirling in his eyes.

"Now what brought my King such worries? Haven't I told you I only have eyes for you? That my heart beats only for you?" You cup his cheek as he closed his eyes and lean towards your touch.

"I know and I believe you. Sometimes, I just can't help but fear that you'll find someone better than me. I can't live without you, YN"

"You'll always have me Thranduil. My heart belongs only to you." You reassured, hugging him tightly to show your devotion.

Maybe you shouldn't have promised that as months passed and you soon discover a way to open the portal again back to your real world while browsing the library. But you don't understand some of the text written as it was in Elvish language and from what you can read, it also needs the spells only casted by wizards.

"Thranduil, I finally found a way to return back to my world!" You excitedly said as you barge to his throne room, while carrying the book.

His eyes widened and he immediately walked down the stairs of his throne towards you.

"What did you say, my love?" The cutting edge of his tone failed to make its way to your ears as you were excitedly thinking of how soon you can probably go home once this works.

"I said I found a way to open the portal again to my world! But I need some help with the Elvish language and Gandalf as well to complete the steps here." You showed him the book and the pages where it was located.

He was quiet for a while and politely asked for the book. As you gave it to him, he immediately throws it to the ground and asked his servant to seal it in the forbidden section of the library.

"No! Why did you do that?!" You screamed, feeling betrayed by his action. You tried to get back the book but he tightly hold you against him before carrying you towards his bedroom as you continue to resist.

Once he locked the door, he put you down on his bed as you glare at him.

"How could you do that? That was my only way home!"

His eyes hardened, frown marring his features.

"Exactly. I won't have you leaving me alone here, YN. You promised that I'll always have you, didn't you? And I promised to be yours forever"

You frozed as you remember the promise you said to him months ago. You meant it. You did. But that was before you learned that there is still a way back to your real world after giving up for so long. However, you did promised him and you can't go back on your word.

Bowing your head in shame, you nodded. "Yes, I did. I remember my oath that day, Thranduil." A feeling of frustration and mixed feelings made its way to your heart.

"You know I love you. I do. I just miss my family so much. I wonder what they are doing in my world. I wonder if they are grieving over me or still patiently hoping for my return. Am I selfish, my love?" You looked up at him as tears stream down your cheeks.

Thranduil felt his heart clench as he saw your sorrow. He can't stand to see the anguish in your eyes as it overflows with your tears. He gathered you in his arms and let you cry against his shoulders.

"I'm here, meleth nin. I'm here. Please don't cry." He whispered comforting words and before long, you felt drowsy and fall asleep in his hold.

Thranduil carefully put you in the bed and covered you with blanket. He placed a kiss on your forehead before leaving the room.

From that day on, he decreed an order that you are not allowed to leave his kingdom and that anyone who try to help you escape will be executed.

*End of Flashback*

"You've changed Thranduil" You gaze at him with such disappointment that he falters for a moment.

"No, please don't say that meleth nin. Don't look at me like that. I love you. I can't let you out of my grasp. I can't let you go. Ever." He pulled you closer and tilted your chin so you were looking straight at him.

The sight made you tremble. His eyes which were once full of adoration and pure love for you were now filled with dark obsession.

"Resist me no more, my starlight. Stay here. I will take care of you. I will love and worship you forever."

He back you slowly into the bed and you didn't notice until you trip and lay sprawled against his bedsheets in a vulnerable state.

You tried to get up but he lightly pushed you down so he towers over you.

"No, no, I have to return home. I need to see my family again. I can still come back here Thranduil. I won't leave you forever." You tried to reassure your lover.

Shadows loomed in his face and when he finally look at you, something dark and dangerous radiated from his being.

You gasped, crawling away from him towards the center of the bed as he followed after you. You grab his pillow to defend yourself.

"Okay- stop. Don't get any closer, Thranduil. You're scaring me."

The blank look in his eyes shifted to that of a predator finally catching its prey as he reach you. A smile of dark insanity painted on his lips. He take hold of the pillow separating you two and throws it to the side.

"You know, I've always wanted to marry you, my starlight. In our culture there are two ways one can get married. First is by traditional exchange of vows and the other-" He paused, pushing you down once more as he hovered above you. "-is by being one in body, two souls bonded forever. If I may be honest, I much prefer the latter."

His fingers slowly slid down your body, touch as light as feather as it passes through your neck, the valley of your breast, down to your stomach and settling on your lower abdomen.

Your breath hitched as you watch him, goosebumps rising on you skin as you feel your heart thumping loudly.

"We will be one tonight, my love. And I will plant my seed inside your fertile womb. Since you miss your family so much, we will have one of our own- a much bigger family. We will have a dozen or more elflings running around the kingdom. And you will soon forget that silly ambition in your mind. I told you before. You won't leave me. Ever. For you are mine and I am yours."

With that he sealed his promise with a passionate kiss as he consume your being, leaving you breathless and gasping for more.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I didn't expect this oneshot to be longer than what I originally planned lol. Anyway, I've been obsessing over Thranduil for weeks now and I thought if he'd be the one going yandere for me, I would immediately give in 😂

But yeah unfortunately he's just a fictional character sooo! Anyway thanks for reading up this far.

Hope you have a great day and stay safe guys! :)))

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creepychan08 · 2 years

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Yandere Volleyball Star Player (Ishikawa Yuki) x Reader

"Stop running. You know you can't run away from me" The lazy drawl of his voice taunt you as you run through the empty park towards your apartment.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Rhythmic sounds of footsteps echoed, the perpetrator showing no signs of effort while you were panting hard, sweat dripping down your forehead as you try to find ways to evade his presence.

"Just give it up, Princess and let me love you. You do know you belong to me since the first time we met"

'That's not true' you bit your lips hard. The first time you saw him was years ago, when you were in a crowd cheering for him. He didn't notice you back then but you were a big fan of him due to his skills and looks. Add the fact that he was the captain of Japan male national volleyball team which quicky gained popularity because of their talents and standing in the world of volleyball.

Soon, exhaustion starts to sink in as your adrenaline slowly fades. Tripping over nothing, you blame your clumsiness, you closed your eyes as you wait for the impact, hoping to wake up from this dream.

"Careful there, sweetheart. Wouldn't want to hurt your pretty skin" A muscular arm reached out to grab your waist and pull you against taut, warm body.

Feeling the need to resist and push him away, you lifted your hands but your whole body refused to move as you were overwhelmed with fatigue.

"Stop this Yuki. Its not funny"

"I've always dreamed of being this close with you. Every time were together. But you never noticed, did you?"

Your heart thudded hard against your ribcage. You don't know if its because of trepidation or butterflies from his confession. You've always wanted this man to like you even for a tiny bit, fantasy of being together with him filling most of your free time when you were younger.

"Why won't you look at me?"

So why were you scared now?

Slowly, he turned you around to face him. His arms never leaving your figure.

A crazed smile was painted on his lips, eyes brimming with desperation as he slowly leaned down to kiss your lips.

"I love you... from the bottom of my heart"

With that, he swept you off your feet as he carried you to his awaiting car, off to a new start together.

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creepychan08 · 3 years

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Aone x reader

Today was your first day with your job as a nurse working at a construction site in Miyagi. Despite boarding the early train, you frowned as you see the crowds of people standing, reminding you of a sardines commercial.

'So hot', you thought, wiping the sweat off your brow.

Your eyes scanned the area hoping for some miracle empty seats. It seems heaven answered your prayers when you see one on the far right.

Its weird though. People should have scrambled for that seat after all no one wants to stand on a crowded train but why is it that it still remain vacant?

Before thinking much further about it, you squeeze your way past the crowd towards the seat and tried to find out why.

Your answer soon came when you see a tall, heavy build man sitting alone beside the empty chair. He had a scowl plastered on his face- or maybe that's just his usual expression? And you see people scooting far away from him as possible.

You felt your heart tug at the scene. Somehow, you wondered how it would feel if you were on the shoes of the man. There is no threatening aura surrounding him anyway, just his intimidating stature.

You made your decision.

"Hi, is this seat available?" You asked, smiling kindly at the stranger. He looked at you, a brief flicker of surprise passed in his eyes. He nodded at your question and you thanked him, before sitting down, glad to finally rest your legs.

"My name is Yn. The train sure is packed today, neh?" You said, making small conversation. The man only grunted in response.

Ah, so he's not much of a talker.

But there's something about him that draws you in. Something that makes you feel the need to just talk and be kind to the stranger.

"Its my first today at work. My first job too so its a bit unnerving for me. What about you? Are you going to work too?"

The man regarded you for a bit before nodding. "Yes. My name is Aone"

Your smile widened even more. He's finally talking!

"Well, Aone-san its nice to meet you!" You enthusiastically bowed towards him while sitting and he does the same. You finally reached your stop and you sighed, knowing that your interaction finally ends here.

"Its my stop. Goodluck on your work!"

You took your things and made your way out the train only to see Aone beside you.

"Oh, is your job nearby too?"

Aone only grunted in reply and you continued chatting with him.

Unknowingly to you, Aone looks at you out the corner of his eyes. His heart feels warm and he felt really glad that someone is not scared of him, even taking the time to converse with his serious persona.

You were really pretty too with your friendly smile and short stature, he thinks with a slight blush on his face.

Soon, you reached the project site where you will be working from today onwards and you blinked confused when Aone stopped right beside you just outside the site.

"Wait, don't tell me this is where you work too?!"

Aone blinked in surprise as well before nodding at you.

A wide grin spreads on your face.

"That's pretty cool! Starting from today, I'll work here as a nurse. So if you need anything just drop by anytime!"

A smile slowly made its way to his lips as he agreed and bid you farewell, both of you in going in separate directions.

Timeskip

It has been a few months after that, and your friendship with Aone grew stronger. You sit with him every morning in the train when your shift coincides and sometimes you both eat lunch together.

You got used to his silent demeanor and accepted him for who he is to which Aone is most certainly grateful for. Whenever you find him distressed, you try your best to help him in whatever you can.

And that goes for you as well. Despite his usual silent and brooding personality, Aone is very perceptive of your emotions. He knows just when you are feeling down and in his own way, tries to cheer you up which in a weird way makes your heart flutter in response.

Your coworkers are constantly teasing you with him but you only laughed it off, thinking you're not pretty enough for him plus you're chubby and really short compared to his height of 6'4.

You saw his abs one time accidentally and you almost had a nosebleed. But then and again that serves to remind you that you were far from perfect to be with him.

You slept with a heavy heart that night.

"Yn-san are you okay?"

You blinked and suddenly were brought back to reality. Aone was sitting in front of you with a concern expression on his face.

"Ah, yes I'm good. Sorry I just spaced out for a while" You laughed in embarassment as you glanced at him. His eyes were intense as he gazed at you and suddenly you felt very hopeless in your attraction towards him.

You knew Aone can never look at you the same way you does to him. Deep inside, you already admits how far you've fallen for the man and for a few months you managed to keep it bottled up inside but you don't know why your emotions are suddenly spilling out of control now.

Aone can never be yours. He will only see you as a friend and maybe you'll just end up pining for him for as long as your heart can take. You wanted him to be yours and for him to claim you as his. But despite your cheery personality, you were very much afraid to confess your feelings.

After all, its better to keep it inside and still have his friendship right? You don't know what to do if you did confess and he ended up rejecting you. Your friendship just might end and you'll forever curse yourself for not keeping your mouth shut.

A finger suddenly wipes your tears and you looked at Aone in shock and confusion.

You're crying..?

"I don't like seeing you cry, Yn-san" Aone confessed, his clear eyes conveying hurt at seeing you in this state.

Your heart twisted at his concern and it takes all of you not to rush in his arms and convey your love for him.

The place had long been vacated by people and it was just the two of you.

Soon, embarassment starts creeping in and you curse at yourself for crying in front of him.

Wiping your face clear of any tears, you were surprised when you felt yourself enclosed in a warm embrace.

A gasp escaped your lips and you gazed upwards to see Aone, looking away with a cute blush on his face as he kept you in his embrace. Your heart started beating hard, you're afraid he can feel it but that concern fades away when he began to speak.

"I.. I don't like seeing you cry Yn-san" He repeated his earlier words then continued, "You're very important to me."

By this time, both your faces had prominent blush as you waited for him to finish.

"I have fallen in love with you for these past months that we spend together. Will you give me a chance to properly continue loving you?"

His hopeful eyes gazed into your own with much sincerity that tears started streaming down your face again. You nodded repeatedly, hiding your face against his chest as you tightened your embrace on him.

"Yes, of course Aone-san. I loved you all this time as well and want to continue loving you in the future. Thank you for giving me this chance."

You gave him a teary smile and he reciprocated before kissing your forehead.

"No, I'm the one who's thankful Yn-san. You made me really happy"

Extended ending~

"Now that we're in a relationship, you can call me by my name. No need for honorifics~" You suggested, grinning at the tall man.

"Very well.. Yn" He looked away with a blush as you cheered.

"That sounds better, darling~" You teased, giggling when he turned cherry red.

You happily grin, looking forward to creating more memories with him.

End

Author's note:

Sorry for the long update. I've been busy so much. Anyways lately I've been fangirling over Aone I mean he's so huge and may look scary but is just a big teddy bear.

I read once that his current concern is that no one wants to sit beside him in a train because of his scary appearance and my heart just went awww. I think its best if I write something about him too because I notice he doesn't have much fanfics when I search for it. Hence, the creation of this one!

Anyway, let me know what you think about it! And as always take care!~ :)))

#haikyuu #haikyu #aone takanobu #aone x reader #fluff #timeskip #nurse reader #readerinsert #x reader #wholesome fanfic #anime #aone #takanobu #aone x reader fluff #aone is just a big teddy bear

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creepychan08 · 3 years

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Yandere Oikawa x reader

It was a known fact that Oikawa always get what he wants. Be it in sports, academics, or girls he always come out at the top and he relishes in the attention that he gets. With his smooth words and gestures, he managed to get the hearts of everyone he met- teachers, classmates, the trust of his teammates and even the principal himself.

Oh and did I mention?

Oikawa Tooru is the great Alpha of Aoba Johsai.

In this world, werewolves exist and the population is divided into three class- alphas, betas, and the omegas.

There is also a predestined mate for each one of them. Usually, werewolves find their mate during their high school days where there bodies started releasing pheromones that catch the attention of their specific mates.

Despite of this however, unmated werewolves can still flirt with anyone as long as they were still not taken to just generally waste their youth.

You were one of the people who are against that. You believed that since everyone has their own mates, they must remain pure and untouched until they meet the one destined for them. That way even before meeting them, it shows their loyalty in waiting for their partner.

Yes, and that's why you kind of despise Oikawa Tooru. Unfortunately, he is your classmate so you have to suffer everyday in just being near his presence. His huge ego doesn't help as well.

"Omg, look, look!! He's sitting over there! I wanna talk to him!"

"Oikawa-senpai looks so hot today!!"

"Gosh, I wonder if he will accept this lunch I prepared for him!"

"Notice me, Oikawa!!!"

The shrieks of girl flocking outside your classroom caused another headache in your already throbbing head. Closing your eyes in distressed, you buried your head in your desk trying to drown out the sounds. Some of your classmates surrounded Oikawa and were eagerly shoving letters and foods on his desk as he laughed and winked flirtatiously at them.

You sighed and took out your bento, figuring that it would be better to eat somewhere quiet. Standing up, you didn't notice the gaze that followed your form as you exit your classroom.

Timeskip

It was the end of the last period and you walked out of the school when you forgot your textbook underneath your desk. Heaving a sigh of irritation, you turned around and went back only to see two people talking in your classroom.

With the light from the sunset coating the room in a soft orange glow, you squint your eyes to see Oikawa with his hand tilting the chin of another girl as he moved his face forward and from where you can see, softly press his lips to the pair of awaiting ones. Feeling your face burn in embarassment from the scene, you gasped and quickly hide when you saw him turn towards you.

Disgusting. Fucking disgusting.

Is the thought going in your head. You know he's a playboy but you couldn't help the shivers of disgust that runs in your body as you saw his display. How could he do that?? And the girl as well?? Yes, they were unmated but still! Haven't they ever thought how their mates would feel when they discover how their mates acted before meeting them? First kiss, first hug, first date. Wouldn't it be better to reserve that for your mate when you finally meet them?

Shaking your head in defeat you kind of pitied whoever ends up as Oikawa's mate. Oh well none of your business.

As you decided to forego your earlier plan of picking up your book, you turned to walk back down again when you feel a cold hand tightly gripping your arm.

"Yn-chan~" an eerie voice sounded loud in your ears as you shuddered in response. Turning around you saw Oikawa with the usual grin on his face but there was something dangerous in his eyes.

"Its bad to watch a confession, you know?"

"I-" you felt the words stuck in your throat but you took a deep breath and faced him properly.

"I apologized for that Oikawa-san. I didn't meant to watch. I was just getting my book- I left it behind but seeing as you two were busy, I decided to just leave it there." You explained.

"Oh and please don't call me by my given name. We are not close. It's Ln-san to you."

Oh? One of Oikawa's eyebrows raised at your statement before he dramatically bowed at you as he pulled the door to the classroom open.

"By all means, please take what you need, Ln-san." It wasn't much but you feel uncomfortable in his presence so you quickly entered the room to find the girl crying where she stood. Trying to get out of the place at once, you took your book and immediately flee the scene only to hear Oikawa giggling at you from behind.

"Don't worry Ln-san, I didn't kiss her~ Take care!"

You scoffed in return. Who the fuck cares about that? That egoistic bastard!

A week has passed after that and you'd gladly say that everything return to normal but unfortunately it did not. After that encounter, Oikawa started acting different around you. He seems to bother you at any chance he could. Like suddenly talking to you in class and asking to be partners for activities. Occasionally asking to have lunch with you as well.

Needless to say, you gather a lot of hatred from his fangirls who started harassing you. You heaved another sigh. Well.. there goes your plan for a quiet school year. Inwardly you curse him in your mind as you trudge towards your club activity. Hopefully, seeing your friends in the club can help dampen your negative mood.

It was night time when you finish in the school. Your friends waved goodbye to you and you return the notion as you slowly walked behind them. You took the time and just admire your surroundings. You always love watching the stars and moon. It makes you feel peaceful and relaxed.

Weirdly though, you felt something unusual in your body. There was a tingling sensation and you felt light headed. Fortunately there was a bench near the gates of the school so you decided to rest there for a couple of minutes.

Breathing in the clean air around you,you try to relax when you suddenly pick up the scent of the most wonderful aroma you've ever smell. A group of footsteps soon followed and you watch a small crowd of volleyball players come out of the gym and towards the exit of the school.

You froze as you realized that wonderful smell is coming from their direction.

You feel your heart stopped. Is your mate a part of the Aoba Johsai volleyball club!?? Who is it??

Your answer soon came when you saw a lone pair of shoes stopped a distance before you. His friends unknowingly leaving him behind.

"Yeah, don't you agree, Shittykawa?" you heard a guy said before realizing they left their friend behind.

"Oi, what are you standing there for? Hurry up Oikawa!"

Your eyes twitched as it slowly goes up to see the owner of the pair of shoes that stop a distance from you and the group.

Oikawa Tooru.

He's your fucking mate!!??

Your mind couldn't grasp the info as you stared dumbly at him. At his awestruck look as well. His teammates seems to piece the picture and they immediately left, bidding him farewell.

"You're my mate..." Oikawa whispers, and you saw how he look at you as if you're the most precious thing in the world. You wish you could say the same. But its not because he's fucking Oikawa! The one who played around and break a lot of girl's hearts. The one who probably had sex with a lot of girls before you.

And it broke your heart.

"Why is it you?" you asked, seeing him walk nearer towards you.

He stopped and looked at you like you shot him.

"What?"

"I've been waiting for this moment all my life and now... " You turn to hide your tears, ashamed to let him see your appearance.

"Don't!" Oikawa shouted, grasping your face with both of his face as he turn your face towards him.

"I always wondered why am I drawn to you in the past days.. what is it with you? And why have you caught my interest. I thought its because of what happened back then in that afternoon when you saw me with her." Then he shook his head, "But I guess its not so. You see Yn-chan even before I knew you were my mate, it seems my body already knows its you. You're mine!" And with a strong force he pulled you towards him in a crushing embrace.

You stiffened. The words he uttered must be romantic to others but it only made shivers run down your spine. You don't know why but when he pulled back to look at you and you stared at those golden eyes of his, both pupils dilated, a rush of fight and flight kick in. He is dangerous. Your mind screamed at you. Get away from him!

You pushed him back and started running down past the school gates towards the empty street. You looked back to see his astonished face before it morph to a feral look and he smiled widely at you.

"Oh Yn-chan, don't run away~"

A set of footsteps soon followed and you gasped as you hear it coming nearer and nearer you.

"No! Please stop! Don't follow me!!!" You screamed as you continued running, panting for breath. You knew there was something dangerous about him and with him acting like that it only proves your point.

"No!! Can't you see you're mine and mine alone!! I'm your alpha!! " He yelled and with one lunge he pounced at you, grabbing you as you fall to the cement floor. Twisting his body so he take the blunt fall, you both finally skidded to stop. With you on top of him.

Opening your eyes, you breath heavily as you realized you were lying on top of someone breathing as hard as you. That and you felt arms tightly wrapped around your waist was enough to jolt you back to reality.

Eh?

From below, you saw Oikawa grin madly at you.

"I catched you now babe~ So don't try to escape me, your one and only alpha~"

Fin

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creepychan08 · 3 years

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Bokuto x chubby reader

You watched the balls bounced back on the court as the boys practiced their skills. Heaving a sigh of boredom, you looked around and before long were swept in one of your daydreams again.

"n-chan! Yn-chan!!" You were startled from your thoughts when your big bestfriend aka the ace of Fukurodani yelled your name.

"Yes, Koutarou-kun?" You tilted your head in question and he bashedly rubbed his hand behind his neck.

"Well, I was trying to get your attention just now. Practice already ended a while ago. But you seem to be distracted in your thoughts."

You looked around you and saw some members taking off the net and mopping the floor.

"Ah, right. Well, shall we head home now?"

"Sure, sure just let me pack my stuff for a bit!" He quickly jogged to get his things and you saw Akaashi approaching you.

"Yo, Akaashi-kun! You looked awesome back there!" You greeted and he stared calmly at you.

"You were not even watching the practice, Yn-san"

You sweatdropped. "So perceptive as always, Akaashi-kun. Your girlfriend must be lucky to have you~"

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"Yet!" You countered, "You know I can find someone for you~" You playfully nudged his side and he let out a rare smile.

"Stop being silly, Yn-san"

You pouted, "Geez, such a bummer!"

"What are you guys talking about?" Bokuto asked as he return with his things.

"Im asking Yn-san if she's okay since she looked distracted, that's all."

"Wait, that's not-"

Bokuto quickly turned towards you.

"Eh!? Yn-chan what is it!? Is someone bullying you???"

"Huh? Wait, wait!" You shook your hands to try to dismiss the accusation before Akaashi spoke again.

"Don't try to hide it Yn-san. Anyway, I think it would be best if you talk with Bokuto-san. I would be going home now." And he started walking away.

You were left in silence. Were you really that obvious? You tried to hide the thing that's bothering you but it seems you underestimate Akaashi's observation skill. Man, its really hard to keep things from him.

"Ne, Yn-chan are you okay?" By this time, even Bokuto was able to caught on your dispirited self.

'Should I tell him? But its embarassing. And.. pretty childish as well.'

"Lets walk home, Koutarou-kun." You smiled and avoided his question. Nodding to your request, he didn't question you further but you can feel him getting restless from your lack of answer. Possibly concern as well. Bokuto has been your best friend for a reason, after all.

"Ne, Koutarou-kun, am I ugly?" You finally spoke after some time.

Bokuto quickly whipped his head towards you, eyes glaring in disbelief.

"What!? Who told you that, Yn-chan? You're the prettiest girl out there!"

His words made your heart flutter and you giggled at him, "You're my bestfriend, of course you will say that."

He tilted his head cutely and you almost aww'ed at his appearance.

"Not true!! I'm being honest here! You're really pretty Yn-chan! And kind too!"

"Yeah" you sighed, "I'm just fat and maybe unworthy to stand by your side. A lot of girls would kill to be in my position. In fact I wonder why you even stay with me after all this time. I'm just pulling you down-" You were cut off from your ramblings when you felt beefy arms surround you.

"Stop it, Yn-chan" Bokuto despite being usually dense, already get the gist of what happened. And you suddenly felt embarassed for confessing your insecurities.

"You're not fat or whatever those girls said to you. You're perfect Yn-chan! I love hugging you like this! And I wouldn't trade you for anyone. I'm the one that's lucky to be your bestfriend. You were always there for me, y'know. Though I hope we can be something more." He whispered the last part but you caught it and you felt your heartbeat getting faster.

"I-" you pressed your arms tigher around him as you shove your face in his jersey. He smelt of sweat and light cologne but you smiled regardless. He smell so lovely to you. So, so him.

"I like you too, Koutarou-kun" You mumbled but you know he heard it when the arms surrounding get tighter and you were pulled back to see his excited, beaming face.

"Is that true, Yn-chan!!??" He yelled excitedly. You can almost see a tail wagging behind him.

"Of course, you dummy." You looked away in embarassment but still happy regardless at the turn of events.

"Then would you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, Kou-kun" You smiled widely at him, giving him a new nickname.

Bokuto yelled in triumph and immediately pick you up to swing you around.

"Hey, hey, hey!!! Yn is my girlfriend now!!!" His face had a wide grin and you could see the sparks in his eyes as you squealed at your position.

"Put me down, I'm heavy!" You consciously said but he only put his arms around you, changing your position so you sit on his muscled arms like a child.

"You're not! See? You weigh like nothing!" He bragged and you giggled at his childishness.

"Of course, you're the strong and awesome ace after all." You whisper in his ear, only increasing his pride and he immediately voiced his agreement.

"Damn right! Now let's get you home Yn-chan!"

With that, the two of you went on your merry way.

Fin

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creepychan08 · 3 years

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Oikawa x reader - A married life

"Now I'm asking you, what is this?" You shoved the screen of your phone, towards your husband as he squinted his eyes at the sudden action.

"I told you, I was at the company party and I-" Oikawa stopped. The picture showed him kissing a woman clad in revealing dress. His hands covered her cheeks as it looked like he was gladly returning the affection.

"Yn, I know what it looks like but I promise you its not what it seems like to you."

"Then why are you kissing her!?" You threw your hands in the air, frustrated at your husband. It didn't help that your hormones were skyrocketing and out of place. You were 3 months pregnant, after all.

"Look, she grabbed me out of nowhere and just forced herself on me. I was trying to push her that's why my hands were around her head. Baby, I wouldn't do that to you. You know I only love you."

You were rendered speechless at his explanation. The ache in your chest dispersing as you calm down. He wrapped his arms around you, running his hands through your soft hair.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled, hiding your face in his chest. He smell so good beneath the smooth texture of his suit. Unknowingly to you, Oikawa's eyes were tightly shut as he bit his lips guiltily.

"It's just whenever I go to your workplace, I always see her sauntering around you. She's obviously trying to seduce you. That's why I asked you again and again to avoid her as much as possible. I don't want to lose you" Voicing out your insecurities made you feel vulnerable. But you know that being in a relationship require two parties involved to be honest with each other. Communication and trust remains the strong foundation of your marriage.

"I know, sweetheart. But tell me, who sent that picture to you?" He pulled back and just when you were about to answer, another chime from your phone took both of your attention.

You clicked it open. Oikawa right by your side as he curiously look at your text. You didn't mind it. There was nothing to hide from him anyway.

The message opened to reveal a video. Tapping the play button, it shows your husband furiously making out with the same girl in the earlier photo. They were situated in a corner, away from everyone as some of his coworkers were busily drinking.

You hands started shaking as tears unconsciously poured from your eyes. Feeling your husband tense from beside you only confirms your theory. The video soon ended and there was tense silence.

You looked up to see Oikawa with his head bowed, hair covering his eyes. Even from your position, you couldn't see his expression. But it didn't matter. The video says it all. You didn't bother asking for explanation this time.

Slowly, you begun untangling his arms around you. Letting out a hollow laugh, you shook your head in dismay.

Funny how you always laugh at those cliche movies whenever a girl experiences heartbreak. They always portray it as a physical pain, symtoms similar to a heart attack. But you deem it as bullshit. Sure, it hurts. But its impossible to feel that much pain just from losing the one you love, right?

So why does it feel like you're dying now? Your heart still beats. But it feels as if it was literally torn and stamp repeatedly. You tried to breath normally but something lodge in your throat and why can't you breath properly? Why does your lungs seem to stop working right when you need it most?

"Yn!"

"YN!!!"

Choking back a gasp, you return to reality as you see Oikawa panicking as he held you.

"Are you okay? Breath slowly, baby" He instructed, rubbing his hand soothingly on your back as you tried to regain your senses.

"Why, Tooru?" You finally gathered the courage to ask. The feeling of betrayal rang loud and clear on your hoarse voice and he winced from it.

"I'm sorry Yn. I'm sorry for lying. I got pretty drunk at the party. I lose control. We haven't done it for a while after you got pregnant and she was there and just flaunting around and kept rubbing me, saying things how she's going to make me feel good and I just- I!" He rambled, truth finally spilling from those lips you loved so much. His eyes were everywhere but you.

You didn't know what to feel. You asked for the truth, right? But you feel so much worse now.

"Are you blaming me for being pregnant, Tooru?"

"Shit, no Yn-"

"We planned this together! You said you wanted to build a family with me. And we both decided to refrain from any sexual activities while I'm in my early pregnancy to avoid any possible complications while the baby is being developed. We talked about it and we both agreed! So why are you turning it against me now?"

"I know it wasn't an excuse, Yn! And I know I'm wrong. God, I'm so wrong.Please, forgive me." Oikawa sobbed, tears cascading down the smooth expanse of his cheeks as he begged for your forgiveness.

"If you can't help yourself then maybe I shouldn't have agreed to have a baby with you!" You cried, anger radiating off you in waves.

"All those nights you came home late. Was it because you were taking your sweet time with her? Hm?" You smiled at him mockingly and his eyes widened in protest.

"No, Yn!" He tightly clutched your arms, desperately forcing you to hear him out, "Listen to me. I took all those overtime to gain extra money. That was in preparation for when our baby comes! Please believe me when I say it was for us!"

You looked at him with dull eyes. The aftermath of the fight just leaves you exhausted. You didn't know what to believe anymore. This was the man you had vowed to be with for the rest of your life. This was the man you wholeheartedly love and respect. Trust had always been your foundation, hasn't it?

Where has all the trust gone to?

You placed your hand on your belly. Wondering if he or she can feel the pain their father just bestowed to you. Hopefully not. You never want any harm nor pain come to your baby.

"I'm going to sleep. I'm tired." Coming up with a lame excuse, you turn to walk away when a hand firmly grasp your arms, not in a painful way.

"Lets talk about this, Yn. I don't want us to go to sleep tonight without resolving this issue." Oikawa pleaded with you, eyes begging for a chance. Any time, you will easily give in but after what happened, you don't know how to face him.

"I don't know what to say anymore, Tooru. I just want to rest." You smiled at him resignedly. Oikawa gritted his teeth. His heart throb painfully. How can you say that with such look on your face? Knowing that he caused your pain only increased the frustration and guilt running through his veins.

With a sigh, he unwillingly yielded to your request. Letting go of your hand, he watched your back face him as you slowly walked further away from him.

He will later learn that that was the biggest mistake of his life.

That night, both of you slept in the same bed as usual. Although a few inches only separates you, both your hearts were distanced with an invisible barrier. One trying to forget the pain it experienced, while the other trying to find ways to have you back to him.

It was dead silent. You were tilting in between reality and dreams when a sudden, sharp pain tore through your abdomen and you screamed in pain. Startling your husband who immediately checked on you.

"Yn-chan, are you okay? What happened!?" Oikawa asked, panic covering his features as he took in your pain filled expression. He felt the sheets wet and he clicked the bedside lamp open to see your side in bed covered in blood.

Your pupils dilated as you took in the sight. Another stabbing pain washed over you and you keeled in agony, stifling your screams. You barely felt Oikawa whisper comforting words to you before quickly lifting you up to bring you to the hospital.

My baby. No, I can't lose him/her. Was the only thought going through your mind.

"It hurts" you groaned in pain as Oikawa comfortingly grip your hand with one of his own as he drive with one hand. (AN: Not safe. Don't do this guys. Always drive safely)

"Take deep breaths, love"

"My baby" Sobbing in distress, you held on your stomach and Oikawa felt like vomiting. A lot has happened in the past couple of hours and the thought of something happening to your unborn child didn't help the queasy feeling in his gut.

"I'm here, Yn. Nothing will happen to you nor our baby." Pretending to be strong for the both of you, he forcefully blinked the tears forming on his eyes.

Everything happened fast after that. It was like everything was a blur for him. You were quickly taken in the emergency room before you were transferred to the operating room. The doctor and nurses explained what was happening to you and what they were about to do. He numbly agreed to what they say. Only repeated over and over again that they must save you.

Before long he found himself waiting outside the operating theatre. His ears were ringing as he looked at his surroundings. It was surreal. Like his body was there but his consciousness somewhere else. He was only brought back to reality when he felt harsh tugging on his shoulder.

"Oi, Oikawa get a grip on yourself!"

"Iwa-...chan..? How did you get here? "

"You texted me, did you forget?"

"Ah.. Right" Oikawa mumbled, blankly staring at nowhere in particular. He felt drained but the anxiety running on his body did not allow him to even get an ounce of rest as he waited for the news on his wife and baby.

Iwaizumi frowned. It was unusual to see his bestfriend so distraught. He still didn't know what happened after all, Oikawa only texted him that he was in the hospital after something happened to his wife. But he felt asking would be too insensitive on his part so he stay silent and tried to just be there for his bestfriend.

"It was my fault, y'know" Oikawa finally spoke after some time.

Iwaizumi patiently waited for him to continue, silently confused on Oikawa blaming himself.

"We had a fight. She saw me making out with the girl she hated from our company. Somebody sent her a video of it."

Iwaizumi was shocked. He knew Oikawa was a huge flirt back in their high school days but that he also outgrew it when he fall in love with Yn Ln. They were happy together and rarely had a fight as much as he knew. Or was it all a facade?

Suddenly, he felt anger rush through him at the foolishness of his bestfriend. Messing around when he knew his wife was pregnant! Iwaizumi opened his mouth to curse at his close friend when he was frozen at the sight.

Oikawa was staring at him with regret painted all over his face. Tears continuously fall on his cheeks. The usual light in his warm, soft eyes was gone and all that was left was an endless pit of misery and hopelessness.

"I screwed up, Iwa-chan" He whispered, defeated.

Flinching in response, Iwaizumi's anger quickly switch into sympathy for his friend as he assessed his poor condition.

"She's strong. Stop thinking on the worst scenario. Just focus on what you will do after this." While giving him a reassurring pat on the back. Oikawa released a shaky breath as he nodded at his friends' advice.

Suddenly, the doors to the operating room opened and a doctor wearing scrubs came out. Two nurses were by his side.

"We're looking for the husband of Yn, Ln"

"That is me"

Oikawa quickly stand up from his seat and approach the doctor. He was then escorted to an empty room where the two nurses silently left him and the doctor to discuss the aftermath of the procedure.

With his heart beating loudly, Oikawa eagerly fired questions to the doctor.

"How is she? How's my wife? My baby? Were you able to save them? When can I see them?"

The doctor resignedly took of his mask.

"I'm sorry to inform you, Oikawa-san but the baby didn't make it. Your wife had a spontaneous miscarriage. It has no specific cause. Women in their first trimester or early pregnancy are more prone to experience it that's why stress must be avoided at all times especially during this sensitive period in a womans' body."

Oikawa felt like being doused in cold water. He stayed frozen while staring at the doctor who looked grim. After seeing all that blood came out on his wife, he already knew deep inside that they lost the baby but he simply refused to believe it. He hang on to that tiny hope that maybe their unborn baby can be saved.

He shakily gulped, feeling his heart break. The pain was intense. They were looking forward to the arrival of their first child and for this to happen-

"What about my wife? Can I see her now?" He was hurting. Greatly. But he couldn't imagine how his wife was faring. She was the one carrying their child, after all. He wanted to comfort her and be there for her.

"I-" the doctor stopped and cleared his throat. Oikawa felt something amiss. Like an impending doom but he quickly tried to shoo the thought away.

"Doctor, how is she? I want to talk to her as soon as possible."

"That is another matter I must discuss with you, Oikawa-san."

The nerves were killing him and it took all his self restraint to not jump across the table and force the surgeon to speak at once.

"There was.. a complication while we were taking the fetus out of her. The amount of blood was greater than what it should been. We quickly transfused blood into her but it wasn't enough. We tried to resuscitate her but in the end she.. died due to heamorrhagic shock."

For a moment, Oikawa forgot how to breath. The world around him turn to black and white and the only words resounding in his mind was that she's dead, she's dead repeatedly.

It didn't fully sink in yet. Until he saw his wife, his beloved Yn, lying still in the operating room. Her face was pale under the glare of OR lights. And if he didn't know any better, it looks as if she is only sleeping peacefully after a long day. But as he caress her cold cheeks, no more warmth emanating from those cheeks he love to kiss so much, he was slapped with the bitter reality that she's not coming back.

No more warm smiles and sweet kisses from his wife as he return home after a long day at work. No more delicious meals waiting for him at the table as they talked about what happened during their day. No more cuddles and whisper of i love you's in the darkness of the night as they lay entangled from the after event of making love.

The perfect picture of a happy family with their son/daughter shattered in his mind as he loudly grieved for the loss of his family.

Kami-sama if you are real, please let me return back time. Let me be with my family again. Please give me a chance to make things right...

Oikawa loudly gasped as if coming back to land after drowning. He find himself gazing at the ceiling in their room. It was dark. Where was he?

A slight shuffle and then,

"Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare, Tooru?"

That sweet, melodious voice.

Oikawa slowly turn towards the source of sound to see, much to his relief, his beloved wife gazing at him with concern while rubbing the sleep out her eyes.

"Yn-chan" He choked, lunging at her to give her the tightest embrace.

"Woah there, big guy" You chuckled, patting his back. You stilled when you felt something wet trickled down your neck.

"I'm so glad! So glad to be with you, Yn!" The pure, raw emotion coming from your husband surprised you as he continued to sob on your neck, clinging to you like a lost baby.

"Please don't ever leave me again! Kami-sama, thank you for bringing her back to me!" Oikawa yelled, voice muffled as he continued to shove his face around your neck.

"What has happened to you, dear?" You worriedly asked and pull his face away to wipe some of his tears.

"Do you want to talk about it?" You suggested, talking about his nightmare.

"No need, love. I just want to say that I *kiss* love *kiss* you *kiss* so damn much!"

You giggled at his affection, loving his kisses.

"Oh and how many months are you again?"

"Silly, did you forget? I'm just two months along. 7 months to go"

Oikawa heaved a sigh of relief. Turning to your stomach, he leaned down and pulled up your shirt.

"Hey, little one. I'm so excited to meet you. But for now, be good for mommy, okay?" Placing a sweet kiss to your stomach, you smiled at your husbands' attention as you run your fingers through his hair. Oikawa gladly reciprocate your smile with his own.

This time, I'll love you with all of my heart. I won't make the same mistakes again. We will be a happy family, Yn.

Extended ending:

"Yes you heard it right. You're fired." Oikawa coldly said to his assistant. The one who destroyed his past life and made him and his wife suffer.

"But! I-" she whined pathetically, trying to win his sympathy by acting like a pitiful slut. But Oikawa was having none of it.

"I said. Get. Out." The fiery glare in his eyes send shivers down her spine and she immediately booked her way out of his office, whining like a bitch along the way.

Another extended ending:

7 months later, you tiredly smile at the little bundle of joy in your arms. After 18 hours of grueling labor, you finally had your healthy, baby boy.

"I'm so proud of you." Oikawa wiped the sweat along your forehead as he softly kissed you.

"Thank you for bringing our baby to this world. You make me the happiest person alive, Yn. I love you two so much and I swear to protect you both for the rest of my life." He whispered, tears springing in his eyes at the emotional moment.

"As do I, Tooru. As do I." You swore, sealing that promise with sweet kiss.

Fin

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Atsumu x Reader

Disclaimer: Don't own the pic, just the plot~ Hope you enjoy!

You were the perfect couple as what your friends always say.

The ever burning passion of Atsumu can only be cooled down by your logical and calm side, prefering to look at things in different perspective before making a decision contrary to his rather impulsive and brash attitude.

However despite the differences, you managed to co-exist peacefully with the said man, even reaching two years of living together with him without much of a fight between the two of you.

"Hey love" Atsumu exhaled in relief, face brightening when he saw you as soon as he came home, "I miss you. God, Bokuto is so handful to deal with" He complained, breathing in your scent he always adore.

You reciprocated the gesture, embracing him even more tightly before letting go and pinching your nose. "I'm happy you're back but take a shower first please. Your smell is killing me"

Atsumu playfully pouted before tackling you, this time the both of you falling on the cold, hard floor.

"Well then, let me spread my manly smell all over you!" He proclaimed, nuzzling his face to your neck and tickling your sides.

Giggles and squeals erupted from your mouth as you heave and tried to get away from him.

"Now I smell just like you!"

"Its okay! We'll take a shower together" He smirked, winking suggestively.

You feel your face getting hot. "Get off, you're heavy"

He pulled himself up before swiftly carrying you bridal style, earning a squeak of surprise.

"Seriously, you're hopeless" You sighed, smiling exasperatedly at your man who often acted more like a playful dog.

"Heh, I'm hopelessly in love with you Yn-chan~" He sang cheekily, causing you to push his face away.

I'm head over heels in love with you too Tsumu, You thought as you stare at the blond haired setter preparing the bath.

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Ever since the MSBY team had won the Olympics, they've been getting more opportunities to play against other countries. With their increasing fame, interviews and commercials have been common nowadays especially with Atsumu given his extraordinary looks that gathered lots of fans in the country, some even international.

You couldn't be more proud of him. Of your Tsumu who is living out his dreams since he was still in high school. Seeing your man achieve the dreams he work so hard for made your heart swell with happiness.

If only things could have been more simple.

With his growing popularity, Atsumu slowly started to change.

Cancelled date plans, unanswered messages and calls, lack of attention everytime he was home, and sudden burst of anger that was unfairly projected at you become the norm for him.

Trying to carry on the relationship by yourself despite of this, you only smiled and still give him the benefit of the doubt, promising to have real conversation on the matter in order to solve it like real adults

"God-what is it again? You're always nagging and nagging. Sheesh, why are women like this?" Atsumu complained, crossing his arms in distaste as you frown at his reply.

"Tsumu, you're always prolonging this talk. You know we need to approach this matter between us as soon as possible. I don't want this relationship to end so lets work this-"

"Well what if I'm tired of it all!? Can't you see I have so much potential but you're only holding me back!"

"How am I holding you back?" you snapped, voice almost cracking at his accusation. "I've been doing nothing but support you all this time"

"Maybe I don't want your support! Maybe I just want you here, waiting patiently for me when I got home instead of uselessly blabbing your mouth at me everytime we talk! You don't even pay the bills-oh right cause you don't have a job so why not just shut up and let me do my work properly without your ass bothering me every single time!?"

"First of all, you don't have the right to tell me all that. We talked about this before and YOU were the one who basically told me not to work and insisted I clean the house. Second, I was doing my job as your girlfriend, that's why I always worry for you. I love you Tsumu. If you don't like that, you should have told me. Third, I never bother you nor nag you as much as you make it out to be. If you haven't noticed, the last time I talked to you was last week because I was being considerate of you and don't want to discuss this when you're tired. But I can see our relationship is crumbling and if I still delay this talk with you, I'm afraid it will only make matters worse" You placidly explained.

Your calmness and the way you reason your side logically only spur on Atsumu's anger. His pride not taking your words.

"You know what, fuck you! I don't want to hear whatever shit you're spouting right now! Get out of my sight!" He raged. His frustration from practice and pressure to be the best setter all combining into a big ball of fury he decided to unleash on to you.

Your heart felt like breaking into pieces when you heard his words. This was not your Tsumu anymore. He changed. Biting your lips to prevent the oncoming tears, you nodded and left his side, going into the guest room to sleep alone for the night.

Days after that, everything returned to normal as if the fight never happened. However, gone was the usual loving atmosphere inside their home- a cold, empty tension replaced in its stead.

With Atsumu's tour around different countries to play volleyball, you often were left alone to watch him shine on the television screen in your living room. He didn't text you back like the way he used to when he was on his trip abroad. Back when things were simpler.

A tear stream down your face when you saw him getting interviewed about a celebrity being paired with him. He didn't deny the claims of them dating but only wink and said some catchy lines that make the fans swoon around him. Soon after that, the reporters had him take a picture with the female celebrity who gets too handsy with the setter, blush on her cheeks as she cling too closely to him. To your man, Atsumu, who only pulled her closer by the waist as they took pictures.

You can see it clearly, how he revels in the attention. But with the two of you in a serious relationship, you'd hope he has somehow outgrown that habit and acted accordingly.

That night, you waited for even a message coming from him, deep inside hoping he explains what happened on the interview as he knows you always watch him on the TV.

Not a single text came.

You thought back to the times, you always waited for him with food prepared on the table and how he brush you off, saying he's tired. The weekly date nights that slowly turned to once or twice in a month before he started to stood you up without informing you beforehand.

The memory was still fresh on your mind. Waiting for him for almost 4 hours, the restaurant staff giving you sympathetic looks before you saw on an Instagram story a picture of him with the members of the Black Jackal team, partying with no care in the world.

You tried several times to discuss the issue with him but each time receiving only insults about how sensitive and dramatic you are. It wasn't even that big of a deal. Why do you blow things out of proportion?

You couldn't count how many times you reach out for him, trying to ground him back to reality as he was getting sweep up in his career and fame. He's slowly getting farther and farther away from you and try as you might, you slowly start to lose the hope of ever reaching him again.

The space between you growing miles apart.

It didn't take long for you to decide after that. Crying on your bed as you play even sadder songs probably doesn't help you too much with the situation but it did manage to release some of the sadness out of your system.

You love Atsumu. You truly do. But you wouldn't stand for this kind of treatment.

Glancing at both your picture on the bedside table, smiling happily, another fresh wave of tears poured out your eyes as you turned it upside down, hiding the picture as you looked one last time at the bedroom you two used to share.

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Atsumu opened the door to both your apartment, expecting to see you. Somehow the moment he step inside, a feeling of loneliness creeps on his back, the atmosphere too quiet. He placed his shoes on the rack, noticing the lack of your shoe wear.

Maybe you went outside?

Walking along the hallways, he couldn't help but feel something amiss. He put down his luggage on the living room, along with some surprise he got for you as he felt guilty with how he treated you for the past weeks. And for what happened with the interview along with the female celebrity. He knows you've seen what transpired and he was planning to explain it but got caught up with the volleyball practice that he failed to do so.

Its okay, you'll understand, right? Despite what he did, you'll always be there anyway right?

Atsumu finally entered their shared room. The bed was done and he went straight to the bathroom to shower when he noticed your things missing in the counter. A sense of dread fills him as he hurried to the closet and pulls it open to see your clothes gone from their place. Scrambling frantically, he almost tore the whole place down as he check each room and places you usually have your things but an empty sight greets him instead.

It can't be, He thought, fingers shaking as he called your number on the phone. It ring twice before he was sent to the voicemail.

Did you finally realize you deserve someone better and left him for good?

Atsumu paced back and forth before sitting at your shared bed, hair messy from how much he anxiously brush it over and over in distress. He saw the framed photograph, lying upside down and he righted the position, a picture of your smiling face along with his, greeting him as if mocking him for what he lost. He looked around the room, opening each drawer and hoping for a letter you left for him.

There was none.

At this point, he helplessly cried on the bed, hands covering his face as he continuously calls for your name in regret, apologies spilling on his lips with no one to hear them.

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Five years later~

Atsumu had reach the top of his career, his name famous all over the country, the MSBY team winning several times in Olympics. He had a luxurious penthouse he's currently living in, sports car that many only dream to have, and a net worth of millions. Everyone envies him while also admires his success in life.

But despite of that, he never felt more empty than before. Sitting at the top of the world means nothing when he saw his teammates and friends getting happily married, some of them having children while his heart remains fixed on you, on what he lost.

He never heard from you after that.

Thinking back to all he's done only serves a painful reminder on his regrets, the things he wished with all his might he can change, if only he can turn back time, he'll appreciate you more. He'll be the perfect man for you. He'll serve you as you deserve to be treated as his queen. But-

A sound of soft giggling broke him out of his thoughts, the sweetest melody that only appears now in his dreams. He turned his head to see you in front of him coming out of a store in a busy street, a smile drawn on your lips as you carry a baby, no more than 2 years old. From beside you, he spotted Akaashi Keiji with his arms protectively placed around your shoulder as he smiled at what you're saying. He noticed it as it glint mockingly at his face, a couple of matching band on your finger and his.

Ah, Atsumu thought with a bitter smile, you're married.

Time seemed to slow down for him as tears spilled down his cheeks, torn heart feeling like breaking again into tiny, more pieces.

You've moved on and he can't blame you for that.

As he was still wearing his disguise so as not to draw attention, you didn't recognize him, your focus solely on your husband and child as you passed him, Atsumu, now just another stranger on the street.

The wind blows just at that moment, letting your scent linger in the air. It was still the same after all these years, opening up the memories hidden safely in his mind, back when it was the two of you, back when he took for granted what he had.

I hope you're happy, Atsumu thought with a wistful smile, staring at your back as it disappears among the crowd of people.

I hope he treats you right, way better than I did back then...

Because you deserve it..

Because even now I still love you, Y/n

Fin

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