𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒇𝒚
TW: Stalking, Breaking and entering, Yandere themes, size difference, reader compliance, FemReader, not proofread
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Hear me outtt..
Yandere!Himbo: who's just really REALLY bad at his job (in perusing you)
Yandere!Himbo: Who is TECHNICALLY qualified for his job but always asks you for your assistance and to teach him just to grab you attention for a little bit longer
Yandere!Himbo: Who stares at you a little too long because he's playing love songs in his head about your future together
Yandere!Himbo: Who you notice following you home from work and uni because he genuinely believes hiding behind a tree will keep you from seeing him
Yandere!Himbo: Who walks you home when its dark and rainy and insists upon carrying you over puddles to not ruin your shoes
Yandere!Himbo: Who is planning to take you home with him, and KEEP you home with him. You're just so amazing. You're the apple to his pie! The sugar to his tea! You are meant to be together and he will convince you of it regardless of however many slip ups he has!
Yandere!Himbo: Who tries to be inconspicuous and leave your favorite drink for you on your desk at work but giggles too hard when you take a sip from the excitement of you accepting his gift
Yandere!Himbo: Who tries to break into your apartment to check on you while you're sleeping (Just to make sure you're okay and have no nightmares!) but then trips over his own big boots face planting with a loud thud and waking you up
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It was late...
Later than she usually stayed awake.
The clock flickered and ticked in the shadows, the clicking was the only sound that punctuated the silence in the apartment. Every corner of the space was dim, lit only by the moon peaking through the curtains of the windows. You were curled up laying on the old stiff couch, dosing off after a long day.
The door handle jiggled. The sound was subtle but clear, like a whisper in the dark, but it was still enough to make her sturr. The door wasn't locked much to his delight as he began to push the door open slowly and carefully. The door creaked open, and there standing in the doorway was a tall and bulky familiar man.
The apartments interior was difficult to make out due to the dim lighting, but the sight of you on the couch was the most recognizable thing in the room. He creeped over making the lightest of steps he could as to not disturb you. Your sleep breathing was peaceful to him. The rise and fall of your chest with a small humming noise coming from you as well... Was that snoring? you were so cute! He couldn't help but come a bit closer couldn't he?
He begins to step closer and closer to the couch to get a better look of your sleeping form and then-
All of a sudden own foot catches on his other boot and his form begins to tip over. The only sound now was the roar of his heartbeat, loud and fast as he feared the inevitable. All of the muscles in his body locked, instinctively to try to stabilize him, or even brace for the impact of the incoming floor. A loud thud surrounds the room with his fall. Alarming you into jolting awake.
Your eyes adjusted as you looked around to what caused the noise and find a large figure face-planted on your carpet. You instinctively shoot up and immediately turn on a lamp next to your couch.
Your breath caught in your throat. For a split second, you thought you might have imagined the silhouette on your floor but a small grunt comes from the figure and panic spreads throughout your body.
"Who are you?!" you yell at the figure on your floor awaiting their answer instead of idk running.
"Its me.. uhhh we work together-" he grunts out still laying face-planted on the floor
The realization of this being the large college that follows you around the office like a puppy allows you to lesson your stance. ohhhh you were waiting for this.
Its not like it hadn't been obvious that he liked you. He was quite sweet and walked you home most days. well- walked behind you while he went home. He was large, smarter than he let on, handy and quite handsome so you didn't really mind his stalker tendencies. He just doesn't know how to communicate his feelings, you can fix him :D.
"Oh my goodness! Get up!" You rush over to him to help him up and into a seat on the couch you had previously been sleeping in. His looks towards you ere puzzled as he had literally just broke into your apartment. "You aren't mad?" He looks up at you with hope and confusion in his eyes. "You didn't have to do all of this, you could've just asked to come over!"
A new hopeful feeling blossoms inside him, maybe he didn't have to convince you to love him.