First Punishment - Yandere Reactions
How would yandere Byakuya, Nagito, and Kokichi react to their darling trying to escape from their captor?
Trigger Warning: Gaslighting, Manipulation, Kidnapping, and mentions of the breaking of bones.
Byakuya Togami
Byakuya would be a bit amused that you tried to leave him, but he also felt frustrated, and surprised.
Byakuya had many cameras throughout the house, not to mention, it was pretty hard to escape with all the security
Obviously, you had to be punished.
He couldn’t just let you walk away scot-free, after all. Someone had to teach you how to behave.
You didn’t even get the chance to make your way to the door.
Byakuya already knew something was fishy.
You were in Byakuya’s room, looking around for things that could get you out of this hellhole.
Anything.
Anything that could help would be great.
While you were rummaging through Byakuya’s stuff, guess who came inside and caught you red-handed?
Byakuya himself.
And that is the story of how you got in this situation.
Now you’re sitting in the dark old basement where you woke up in, sitting in the same chair you were tied to.
Your heart was pounding as you looked at the basement door, waiting for Byakuya to come down.
You just wanted to get it over with by now.
You were breathing heavily, scared of what was going to happen to you.
Hoping the punishment wouldn’t be physical, since this was the first time you ever got punished, you sighed.
As the basement door creaked open, you tried your best to steady your breathing.
Byakuya stood at the door, his blue eyes narrowing as they met your (e/c) eyes.
“Since this is your first ever punishment, it won’t be harsh.” Byakuya walked down the stairs. With every step he took, you felt the need to panic. “Plus, you’ve been quite obedient lately, except for the fact you tried to leave.”
You hadn’t noticed it until now, but Byakuya held a food tray in his hands. Byakuya loomed over the (h/c) haired girl, resting the tray on her lap before turning away, heading back towards the steps that would lead him upstairs.
“That’s the only food you’ll be getting until you apologize. I do not care about the fact that you’re tied up. Use that small brain of yours and try to find a way to eat it, or you can starve.” (S/O) watched as Byakuya made his way up the stairs, leaving the basement. The door swinging shut behind him.
Well, this could be worse.
Nagito Komaeda
Nagito would feel hurt. I mean, why would you want to live here with trash like him? But then again, he was a bit sad. He wanted to love you, but he already knew he was undeserving of love.
You were at the front door, trying to unlock it, the key in your hands. Resting your palm on the doorknob, you were ready to finally escape.
But before you could even pull open the door, you felt familiar fingers wrap around your hips. You were pulled into a tight embrace, your captor from behind holding you tightly.
“(S/O)...I was so worried about you! I’m sorry...so, so, sorry. I’m trash, aren’t I? No wonder you want to leave me so badly..” Nagito ranted on, degrading himself as he hugged you from behind.
Nagito was so relieved that he had found you. As you screamed and sobbed, wanting to so desperately leave, Nagito didn’t hear it.
He was too happy to even see how sad you were.
Nagito brought you to your room. The room he designed for you. The room he gave you. Your captor.
Nagito sat your trembling form onto your bed.
Seeing the tears roll down your cheeks, Nagito took a seat on the bed next to you.
Nagito made sure not to touch you, not wanting to make you uncomfortable in any way. Plus Nagito knew scum like him didn’t deserve to even look at you, but he couldn’t help himself.
“Please...please don’t hurt me...” You choked out between your loud sobs. Nagito sighed, feeling pity.
He caused your despair. But you have hope. It can overcome your despair, right?
“I’m not, so you don’t have to worry. I’d never hurt you, (S/O).” A smile graced Nagito’s face as he said this.
He kidnapped you and treated you with nothing but utter and complete kindness.
Maybe...just maybe you were...no, that would just be strange.
Kokichi Ouma
Kokichi would be happy. Amused, even. You? Trying to escape from him? There was no way that was going to happen, but being the idiot you were, you still tried to escape. But...he also felt a bit sad.
You were warily opening up the window in Kokichi’s room. You kept on looking behind you, trying to see if he was here or not.
Making sure he wasn’t here for the 11037th time, you finally opened the window, letting a sigh of relief escape from you.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
“(S/O)-chan, what are you doing~?” That voice. It was him. Kokichi.
You froze with fear, not knowing what to do, thoughts swarming throughout your head.
“Kokichi, I-- uh...” You stuttered, not knowing what to say. If you had lied, Kokichi would’ve known anyways, so what was the point?
“Hmm? What was that again?” Kokichi urged you to speak up, putting his hand to his ear.
You kept your mouth shut, sweat dropping down your face.
Kokichi had a wide smile on his face, clearly enjoying seeing you like this, waiting for you to fight back, only for your struggles to become nothing in the end.
“Well, are you going to say something? I’m getting bored!” Kokichi whined, hugging you from the behind, stopping you from going anywhere.
But...you could still yell! You could still shout outside the open window, and someone...someone would here!
“HELP! SOMEBODY!” You screamed as loud as you could, but before you could scream more, Kokichi’s hands flew to your mouth, covering it up.
Without hesitating, you bit Kokichi’s hand. Kokichi grunted, wincing as he held his hand. You desperately stared at the window, running over to it, trying to find a way out of it. Knowing it wouldn’t take much more time for Kokichi to run over to you, you climbed out the window, holding onto the sill of the window.
With your head craned down, staring at the grass that was low below you, wide eyed. It was a long way down. Scared, your head perked up to see the angry purple haired boy in front of you.
“Nishishi, so desperate for escape, are we~?” Kokichi giggled like an innocent child, the malice in his eyes still showing. “Well, bye bye! Have a nice fall, (S/O)-chan!”
Kokichi stared at your fingers that rested on the sill of the window. Kokichi smirked, plucking your fingers off of the sill one by one.
“Kokichi!” You shouted, your throat sore from all the yelling.
Only your middle and index finger hung on the window, trying not to fall.
“You little sh-” Before you could curse him out, your fingers fell off of the sill. You fell, closing your eyes, honestly just wanting death at this point.
...
...
But did you really think Kokichi would let his beloved (S/O) die?
Your eyes groggily opened. You were on the ground, feeling grass in between your fingers and toes. A sharp pain went through your body. You hissed, the pain unbearable.
You grasped onto the grass next to you, tears pricking your eyes. With your quivering lip, you muttered to yourself, “Why can’t I just die..?”
Sighing at your horrid form, Kokichi loomed over you, his hands behind his back.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. You’re mine, y’know? So of course I wouldn’t let you go!” Kokichi smiled, his eyes staring at your bruised arms and legs. “Ohh...that looks pretty bad. That’s why I brought this to fix it!” Kokichi pulled out some bandages from behind his back. You expected it to be a weapon, but it wasn’t.
“Kokichi...” You sobbed, letting it all out. Kokichi had a wry smile of amusement on his face.
“Don’t cry, (S/O), it’ll be okay. I know it hurts, but it should fix in a few weeks or so! I don’t really know ‘cause I’m not a doctor.” Kokichi crouched down next to your legs, his hand hovering over it. “Hmm, maybe...”
Kokichi squeezed onto your leg, and you screamed.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to do that~!” Kokichi laughed.
Humming, Kokichi wrapped the bandages around your legs as delicately as possible.
Cursing him out in your mind, you bit onto your quivering lip, trying to silence your cries.
“There, we’re done!” Kokichi clapped his hands, proud of himself. He put bandages all around your legs without you trying to struggle! He felt like you were actually opening up to him!
For the rest of the day, you stayed in the basement. Kokichi brought you ice cream and all the things you would need until you felt better. Of course, he’d lecture you about trying to leave him again, guilt tripping you with fake tears.
Yeah, your legs hurt like hell, but at least the ice cream was making it a bit better.