I have another request!
Feel free to ignore!
I recently busted my knuckles and it sparked an idea, what if you either got into a fight or just kinda busted your hands, how would the Yanderes act?
🎶🎵Im just a girl🎵🎶
I was singing this and my friend yelled "a freaky girl" and the rest of the group agreed😭- I mean I am but like- I ain't needed to be outed like that 😅♥️
-YOUR #1 FANGIRL
I love this idea >:)
How they react to you getting injured
⚠︎ CW: Not proofread, blood, mention of death ⚠︎
Various Yanderes x Fem!Reader
Elias:
Shit. That hurt.
You don’t know what happened, but one moment you were fine, and the next you found yourself tumbling down the stairs.
Luckily, you didn’t end up getting any serious injuries. You managed to catch yourself before your face hit the floor, but that does mean you ended up scraping your hands pretty bad.
After your fall your friend made you go to the nurse’s office to get patched up, so you ended up missing your last class of the day. Elias is probably going to be upset you missed one of the few classes you have with him, but you can deal with his anger.
As you’re walking outside of school you hear Elias call out to you.
”Y/N!” He’s marching up to you, and from the look on his face you can tell he’s upset.
He catches your hand, to which you wince and pull back. You clutch your bandaged hand close to your chest.
Your boyfriend’s eyes widen in surprise and then seeing your bandaged hand his expression morphs into confusion.
He takes your hand from your chest and puts it up to his face so he can see it better. “Who did this to you?” He asks, his voice cold.
Before you can give an answer, he continues. “Tell me and I swear I’ll tear every limb from their body until there’s-“ You cut him off. “Elias! Calm down! No one did this to me, I just fell.”
At your words his expression changes to a look of worry. “Oh. You should’ve just told me that in the first place.” He takes your hand and kisses where the bandages are wrapped. “Come on, let’s head to my place. I’ll take good care of you.”
Matteo:
"Where is she!?" is all you hear before you see your husband bursting through the bedroom door.
His eyes immediately fall onto you. You're on the bed getting your hands patched up by your private doctor. As you were out shopping today, your bodyguard left you alone to use the restroom. What you didn't know was that someone was watching you. They tried to take you. Probably hoping to use you as ransom in hopes that your husband would pay to get to back. Luckily, you managed to escape them, but not without a few scratches.
"Is she okay?" your husband asks the doctor.
The doctor stands up, putting his tools back into his medical bag. "She'll be fine. Just a few minor injuries. Nothing too major." he replies.
At the confirmation, Matteo rushes over to where your sitting and grasps your bandaged hands in his own.
"Max told me what happened. Don't worry, I got you a new bodyguard. One that won't be so careless as to leave you alone." Matteo mutters.
"And what happened to my old one?" you tilt your head.
"He was dealt with. No one leaves my wife to get attacked and lives to see another day."
River:
You walk into River's room clutching your hand. He wasn't surprised to see you here. After all, you were supposed to hang out at his house today, but when his eyes drifted to your hand his brows furrowed.
"What happened?" He asked.
You stiffened. You didn't want to tell him your hand was bleeding right now. You knew he would overreact, but at the same time your hand was in a lot of pain right now. He's definitely going to see the damage eventually, so might as well tell him now.
"Um...I tripped while walking here and, well..." You turn your palm towards him, revealing how damaged they'd gotten.
Your friend immediately stands and rushes over to you. He grabs your shoulders and moves you, so you're sitting on his bed.
"Stay here." is all he says before he's running out of the room.
You're not sure what he's doing, but you can hear him rummaging through something. When he comes back he's carrying a first aid kit. River crouches down in front of you and takes your hand. He opens the first aid kit and retrieves a roll of bandages and some disinfectant.
"You don't have to do this...it's just a scratch." You wince as he sprays the disinfectant on your wound.
"You're bleeding." is all he says in response.
Once River finishes tending to your wound he stands and sits next to you on the bed.
"You don't worry enough abut yourself." he tells you.
You shrug "You have more important things to worry about than me."
River grabs your chin and gently turns your head to face him. "You're my best friend. You always come first, okay?"
Liam:
"Y/N!" Liam rushes to get off his horse. He crouches down next to you on the dirt.
"I told you to be more careful. Why didn't you listen to me?" He takes ahold of your hands, seeing how scratched they are.
"It's not my fault I fell off the horse." You roll your eyes.
Liam ignores your sass and helps you to your feet. He then sets you on his horse, making sure you're comfortable enough before getting on himself. "Hold onto me." He says before the horse takes off back to the castle.
After your nurse has make sure you're injuries are taken care of, Liam makes it his sole duty to pamper you the rest of the day. You can't lie, it is nice to be treated like a princess, but you also don't like the fact that Liam is clinger than usual.
That night when your in Liam's chambers snuggled up under the covers (he insisted you spend the night at the palace because of your injury, but you're sure it's just an excuse in order to spend more time with you) he lifts his head from your chest to look you in the eyes. "Next time listen to me, okay?" he whispers.
You cross your arms "I didn't do anything wrong." Liam narrows his eyes at you "Yes you did. I taught you the proper way to ride and you still didn't want to follow instructions."
You look at him, really look at him, all you can see in his eyes are desperation. He's probably thinking about how much worse your injury could have been. So you decide to reign in your pride just this once. "Okay..." is all you say before tugging him back to rest his head on your chest.
Rowan:
Dammit. Stupid paper. Well, at least this paper cut isn't bleeding.
Whatever. You'll be fine. You continue to go through the documents like nothing happened. And that's when your husband decides it's the perfect time to come over to your cubicle to deliver your morning coffee.
Rowan walks up behind you and kisses the top of your head before setting a steaming cup of coffee on your desk. He's about to leave when he notices the small cut on your finger.
"What's that?" He says sharply.
"Huh?" You look up at him before looking down at your finger, realizing what he's referring to. "Oh. This. It's just a paper cut, no big deal." You say, turning back to your work.
"No big deal? My wife is injured and you're saying it's no big deal!?" Rowan moves to grab your wrist. He moves it so your hand is in front of his face. "When we get home tonight, you're not lifting a finger. You're going to sit your ass on the couch and do nothing."
Your eyes widen "What!? You can't be serious. It's a paper cut. You're acting like I'm bleeding out."
"If you listen I'll make your favorite for dinner." he pleads.
Oh.
You can't say you're not tempted by the idea of not having to cook tonight. "Fine."
Zach:
"You're dying!"
Huh.
When you scraped your hands you didn't expect your boyfriend to be the one acting like he's the one who got injured. But here he is, lying on the ground in a fetal position, sobbing.
"Zach." You call out to him, but he doesn't respond. He just keeps crying.
"How am I gonna survive without you!" he yells.
Rolling your eyes at his dramatics, you head to the bathroom to patch yourself up. You didn't even do anything major. All you did was accidentally cut yourself while you were making dinner, but apparently your boyfriend though that was the end of the world.
He heard you make a small "ow" and rushed into the kitchen to see what was wrong. He saw the blood and panicked, started crying because he apparently though you were going to bleed out and die.
Once you have a bandaid on, you head back into the kitchen where Zach is still crying his eyes out. You crouch down next to him and show him your hand "See? I'm better. I'm not gonna die."
He looks up, his sobs turn into small sniffles and he throws his arms around you in a crushing hug. "I thought you were gonna die! I'm so glad you're okay!"
Yeah. With no help from him.