A concept: an experienced yandere who is self-aware goes to therapy to hopefully cure their yandere-ness. little did they know, they'd fall for their therapist. (side note: it would be super creepy if the yandere was describing all of the things they do for and want to do for their darlings to the therapist without them knowing that the one the yandere is after is actually them. and they're just oblivious as hell and concerned.)
Aaah, I totally see that! (We also have something similar with the Nagito scenario I made & which is coming up soon!)
First of all, we just love a good ol’ self-aware bastard who thinks that finally, it’s time to redeem themselves. The first session is great, and they go out feeling better than ever, but something is a little weird. Feeling good doesn’t stay for long, and they are quick to crave another session that made them feel so splendid. Another. And another. They firmly believe they need it, and before soon, they visit the therapist twice a week, but it’s still not enough for them.
“It’s hard to explain,” they tell their good, hard-working therapist. “Now I can’t live without someone to talk to like this.”
The therapist chuckles, because in hindsight, there is no one who would ever want to play therapist for a lifetime for the yandere out of a non-professional relationship. However, they get paid to sit there and listen, so they are glad for the patronage. It might be hard to listen to what all the yandere has done, especially when the yan starts to go into detail. They long started being extra explicit in describing the things on their mind, and the therapist feels like they need therapy themselves. But still, it’s not like the yan has done any of it to them, and they shouldn’t take it personally, right?
Perhaps they should. Even if the yan themselves isn’t aware over their feelings yet that maybe, just maybe, they can be so extensive because these are things they’d like to do to their therapist especially, the yandere definitely takes pleasure from their reactions. They love seeing the therapist’s stern face, their beautiful hands scribbling away on their paper. The way that their lips form questions as to why the yan feels this or that way.
Oh, the therapist is so perfect, aren’t they? They listen, and they react, and they shiver and sigh, and the yan is all over the moon for them! They are allowed to return one question per session, and there is nothing better than to ask their darling if they liked to be tied up or if they want to be cared for. Soon enough, it’s a reversed therapy, someone as convinced about their lifestyle as the yan is, starting to question their own doing.
“Isn’t it normal to love?” they ask. “To care for someone, to want to give them the best possible treatment there is?”
Of course, the therapist can’t exactly say, ‘No,’ only, “Yes, but only to a certain degree.”
It’s their answer to everything, and the yandere starts to believe they aren’t speaking the truth. They are just doing their job, but the yan knows the therapist wants to be loved in a way only the yandere can, too. So, if no one else is going to do it, they’ll take heart and accept their poor, darling therapist that no one loves dearly. They’ll accept them, and love them, and hold them, and give them a wonderful life! The yandere already has all those tools and a safe room which is dying to be used!
Everyone will be happy this way!
Right?
