𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲
pairings: platonic yandere!cassandra cain x male!reader, (mentions of) platonic yandere!batfam x male!reader summary: Cassandra was used to figthing, protecting herself and others. She knew she wasn't the most popular person in the class, not with the lack of words leaving her mouth. She didn't pay much attention to what the other said about her, until someone opinted it out how wrong it was. tags: homophobia and ableism, abuse, violence, bullying, reader has daddy issues a/n: almost made reader go along with Cass' yandere tendencies, but where's the fun in that
part one | part two | part three
Unaware of the new attention you have gained, you allow your life to return to a sense of normalcy. You move between classes with a few of your friends, believing that Cass and her siblings had lost interest in you.
You stopped sneaking out as much and if your father had noticed anything, you had yet to hear him bother you about it.
You threw yourself into schoolwork, allowing Cassandra Cain to be pushed out of your mind completely. Even your friend, though still not seeing anything bad about you coming out to her, stopped mentioning Cass.
And maybe there was a part of you that felt bad about getting into contact with Cass. You tried telling yourself that it was because she didn't have that many friends to begin with and that was the reason you spent some of your nights wide awake filled with regret about how you ended your friendship.
You knew you underestimated the Wayne Kids when Stephanie and Tim approached you one afternoon. The classes ended awhile ago, but feeling bad about your friend being forced to wait for their club all alone, you decided to keep them company.
Walking out of school, you took a quick stop by your locker after you realized that you had forgotten to grab some of your notes. You didn't realize that both of them approached you until you turned around ready to leave. You tried pushing your way through, but with the way both of them were standing, you would have to push them too. Something you wanted to avoid, considering their family.
"Listen, we just want to make sure you're fine," Tim insisted, making sure you'd have no way of escaping.
"Why do you care?" You questioned, letting your back hit the lockers.
"Because you're Cass' friend," Tim explained, pretending not to notice the way your jaw clenched at the mention of their sister.
"Yeah, and a friend of Cass is a friend of ours," Stephanie nodded, and you couldn't stop yourself from rolling your eyes.
"Does it work the other way around too?" You scoffed, finally seeing an opening for you to escape. "Because I do remember telling off your friends when they were bothering her, Stephanie."
Neither of them stopped you from leaving after that. Instead, they shared a worried look between themselves.
If you caught catch the interest of any other, maybe Steps and Tim would take a hint and leave you alone. Maybe they would try to convince said sibling to leave you alone as well. But it wasn't just any sibling, Cass was the one that wanted to be in your space. Nobody in the family saw her acting the way she was with you, and while the older brother felt a little jealous of Cass' love towards you, they would go to great lengths to make her happy.
Tim and Stephanie recapped their interaction with you after school during dinner. It was one of those rare ones where everyone was present. They expressed their worry over the way you acted with them, including the small changes in your posture after Tim mentioned Cassandra.
After hearing her sibling's worries over her well-being, Cass wanted to go out without finishing her dinner to make sure she was alright. Before she could leave the table, Bruce managed to stop her by putting an arm on her shoulder. He suggested Cass to give you some space for now and try to have lunch with you tomorrow.
"He will be home with you soon," Bruce promised, when Cass picked up her fork again.
The next day you were running late for lunch. Your teacher had a question regarding your assignment that he insisted on talking over right after class. Luckily, you managed to warn your friends about running late, with them promising to save you a spot at the table.
You froze when you saw Cassandra and her two siblings sitting at the table with your friend. You debated if you wanted to join the four of them or not, but decided that you didn't want your friend to be left alone with them.
Your friend was the first one to notice you and, with the look they sent you, you knew that you had no say in Wayne's joining you.
Sitting down at the table, you pretend that you don't find their presence weird. You shared a few glances with your friend, promising each other to talk about Wayne's joining you for lunch after you return from school.
You and your friend were halfway through talking over the situation during lunch. Both of you trying to understand what exactly had pushed the three of them to join both of you for the meal after staying away for so long. You laughed at a comment your friend made, when your father's furious voice rang through the house.
You quickly said goodbye to your friend and ran towards where your father was, not wanting to make him madder by keeping him waiting.
"What the fuck is this?!" your father spat, throwing photographs at you. "You had one job, (name), just one! I told you 'drop that damn gay act'! I sent you to that damn camp to set you straight. You want to tell me it was all a waste of money?!"
"Dad, I—"
"I don't want to hear it," your father ordered. "You have thirty minutes to get the fuck out of my house. Pack your shit and get out, you fucking brat!"
Their plan was simple. Tim watched your conversation with your father through the window, holding a camera so those in the cave could see as well. Once it was clear your father threw you out, Cassandra and Bruce were supposed to go to the location you would be heading towards you, trying to make it look like they bumped into you. None of them considered that your first thought after getting back to your room would be to call your friend and for them to offer you to stay the night.
Despite Cass still wanting to go with the plan they had, Bruce ended up forcing her to stay in the manor. He explained that you were likelier to decline them if they attempt it after your friend invited you to stay with them. Instead, Bruce instructed her and Tim to approach him and your friend during lunch and find out what had happened then.
"I'm sorry for not letting you crash another night," your friend was apologizing when Tim and Cass approached the lunch table.
"It's fine, really. I know your parents don't have the space," you reassured them, wrapping your arm around their shoulder and giving them a squeeze. "I'm just happy that they let me spend the night. I'll figure something out for tonight, don't worry."
"What happened? Why did you sleep in theirs?" Tim asked, both him and Cass setting their trays onto the table.
"Because his father is a homophobic piece of—"
"He threw me out," you explain, stopping your friend from finishing their sentence.
Cass suggested that you stay with them at the manor, with Tim promising that nobody would mind. You declined then as you felt like you would be too greedy with Cass' family kindness.
Cass looked like she wanted to try and talk her into agreeing, but after Tim sent her a look, she stopped herself. You didn't pay too much attention to their interaction.
Walking out of school you wonder if maybe you should've as Cassandra grabs you by the sleeve of your shirt and starts dragging you along. You try to get her to stop or at least explain where she's taking you.
You didn't get to do any of those things. You only found out where she was dragging you when Cass had let go of you, and you were face to face with Bruce Wayne. He, just like his kids, offered you to stay in the manor for the time being given your situation.
"Cass speaks so highly of you, I just won't be able to forgive myself if I didn't at least try to help," Bruce explained.
You ended up agreeing to go with them. Just for the weekend for now, but it was enough for Cass. She knew she could convince you to stay with her and be her big brother officially during those few days.
The first time you walked into the room Alfred had prepared for you, you found the space weird. It was nothing like a guestroom should be. Not only because of where it was situated, right next to the room that belonged to Cass, but also because of how well furbished it was.
You ended up brushing it off for the time being, even if some of the titles on the shelf matched the ones you had in your room at your father's house.
It was Saturday in the evening when you were able to spend the tiniest bit of time by yourself. Cass was called into the kitchen for something you didn't bother to catch, you were just happy to be able to think without her staring right into your soul.
You ended up going through the bookcase in your temporary room, trying to see if any of the titles would pick your interest. That when you spot one of your favorite books sitting on one of the shelves. It was rather worn out, which you didn't find alarming. You had a copy at your father's house that looked similar.
When you opened the title page, you realized that the book didn't just have a similar amount of wear to the one you left behind. It was the copy you had, there was no mistake in it. The entire book had your annotations on it along with the few doodles you drew in the margins.
Cass enters your room just as you finish flipping through the book. She tries to speak up, explain herself, but you stop her.
"What the fuck is this, Cassandra?" You questioned, walking right up to her. "How the fuck did my book get here?!"
You stood dumbfounded as Cassandra went on to explain how the book got there and why the room you were staying in was furnished with familiar things. Your fists cleared when she got to the part when Bruce sent the pictures of you with men to your father.
"You are a fucking psycho" you spat, pushing past her.
You ran down the stairs with nothing but the phone in your pockets. Cassandra was following close behind you, trying to get you to stop and forgive her.
She catches you by the front door, begging you not to leave her.
"I'd rather starve to death than be anywhere near you, Cassandra." You snapped, walking through the manor's front door without another word.
Cass was ready to follow you out, when Alfred put his hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"Don't worry, miss. I'm sure he just needs some time to cool off and will be back in no time," the butler reassured her.
"And if he won't, I'll drag him back for you," Jason promised.
