How would the boys feel if their s/o was just as yandere as them? (Btw your blog and writing is literally a dream come true, you're such a great writer 💕💕)
thank you for sending me an ask, sunflower!
tw: mention of cocaine on namjoon’s part!!
━━━ You’re the Bonnie to his Clyde! With gore lacquering both of your hands, you’ll sit at the isolated lunch table and plot your next kill. Maybe the cheerleader who’s faker than a Kardashian; maybe the class clown who "accidentally" spilled his water onto your lap last Friday. Selecting which student will welcome their brutal fate was always entertaining. As the sun sits above, you sip out of the milk carton and ramble about your next kill, whilst your lover rests beside you with his chin rested upon his palm, worship glittered in his eyes with a tender smile curling on his lips. God, does he love the violent look in your eyes. The heavy smile and the savage hands, oh, what was not to adore? God, does he love you and the bloody footprints that follow.
❝ ‘Christ, you’re cute when you ramble like that… Oh, I’m never letting you leave me… ❞
━━━ He loves it! Tucked away in the café at the street corner, Yoongi feels euphoria kiss away at the recesses of his heart. He’s a wilted flower, espoused by the holy night of winter, and just by the presence of a single stranger, he blossoms into violet poppies. You; a Summer nymph on the dark side of the moon leave behind napkins with poems scribbled in red ink. A few deemed as inherent red flags, but, we know that Yoongi couldn’t care. Not when this infatuation gifts him a one-way ticket to cloud nine. Y/N L/N, skin like honeyed armor, eyes like aged cherry wine, scent like classical literature concealed in a library. And as you leave the café with a wink that sends his heart plummeting, Yoongi begins to ponder on a life spent several cities away, where it’s just you two, eternally together. You love him and he loves you to the moon.
❝ Um… Hot-Hot chocolate is all? Alright, I-… Um… I’ll-I’ll-I’ll have that right up soon. See you later… ❞
━━━ It’s pure puppy love! The amount of control you have over him is shocking, as Hoseok had quit all of his after-school clubs and even going as far as to dropout of school for the sole reason of seeing his lover more often. Those A+’s and golden stars have always been his top priority, but then he found you. You, in all of your shimmering beauty remained the only good thing in his life. You also had found elation in that stereotypical high-school crush he held that turned his knees to putty with a simple flash of your smile. After goody-two-shoes meets the town’s black sheep, Hoseok’s attention was always given to you on a dainty silver platter. You’ve always found it adorable how he passes far too many notes to you during class. You are nearly lulled to sleep by the lesson before you, only to turn your shoulder to see that sweet, blushing puppy-dog urging you to read the notes he had put his entire heart into. If he had a tail, it’d for sure be wagging like crazy. God, he’s so happy to have you...
❝ Yes! Of course, Y/N, I’ll be sure to text you once I’m home. Oh, I love it when you’re protective of me! And I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…! Ok, I’ll see you soon, Y/N/N! To infinity and beyond!! ❞
━━━ Undeniably euphoric! Namjoon stands as you utter words of eternal gardens and strawberry milk. He is infatuated; so, so overwhelmingly infatuated. He needs you and not just these fleeting memories in the library. And that leaves Namjoon here, lying at his desk, auburn lamplight irradiating the crumbled love letters and lines of cocaine. He remains, ponders over honeyed days with you when abruptly, a rag is pressed against his mouth, muffling any cries for help as he is welcomed by a deep slumber. Once he is awoken, he discovers himself tied to a chair, you standing there in all of your glory. You trace your fingers upon the side of his skin, tracing crevices of moondust upon his face as tears of joy fall down the juts of his cheekbones. Namjoon sits, flourishes, and tastes his soul blossom like tulips in the spring. At last, he has found his eternal dream.
❝ Oh, Y/N! My Y/N, y-y-you have no idea… You have no idea how long and insufferable days were without you. I love you, I love you so damn fucking much! There’s no need for these restraints, my Y/N… I’m home… ❞
━━━ He prefers it! To feel so needed; to feel so loved. Oh, it feels like July against his naked skin! Your possessiveness and overprotectiveness only fuels his tendencies. You’ll discover storms of petals in his touch, a love letter laced with honey in his smile, amorous planets in the melody of his voice. Jimin is captivated with you and the smoke that plagues your eyes whenever another person dares to place their hands on his skin. And spotting bloodstains in the laundry always has a way of sending an assortment of butterflies to flutter within his stomach. God, does he just love the way your anger blooms like a summer peach and how the way your blood boils is reserved for him, no one else. Jimin cannot breathe without your touch, but luckily for him, he holds his moon within his grasp.
❝ Oh, Y/n, I’m so lucky to have you in my life~… Please protect me forever! ❞
━━━ Smothers you with his love! Taehyung had initially come to terms with your obsession when he found one of his lost paintings nestled in the back of your wardrobe. Exploring the depths of your infatuation, his heart elates and dead flowers flourish beneath the young sun. Taehyung has found Eden's garden and the hypnotic universe that lies underneath the surface. From thereon, he leaves presents in your bedroom. Those shoes he saw you eyeing in the mall while he hid behind a plant, the homework that he had stolen from your bag left finished on your desk, concert tickets that he anticipated until the brink of dawn to purchase, even going as far as to leave teeth tied in a box with a silk bow, like a cat leaving its prey for their owner. He loves you so much, and there’s only so much time before he eventually carries you away from your life.
❝ My dearest, just you wait… One day, we’ll walk this land free. Just you and I for eternity… ❞
━━━ It’s too much for his heart to handle! Throughout the murmurs of the forest and the beasts hidden within the fog, Jungkook has found you, a life preserver in an empty sea. Those parasites that linger the halls who claim him to be the following Jeffrey Dahmer all succumb under your gaze. That’s who you were, though. You eat hearts raw for fun, skin the heathens of this town every Friday night and shatter the bones of the innocent before bed. You’re his knight in shining armor and Jungkook has come to the conclusion that this is the feeling that he has lived seeking for his whole life. He’ll thrive under your opalescent gaze and tug at the locket swung upon his neck which contains a tuft of your hair inside (you have one with his hair, too). You shield him from the demons that frolic the roads and the monsters that lurk under the bed. You love him as delicately as a lamb in a clear garden and as harshly as the blood of the dead that paints your fingernails. You love him, and god, does he love you, too.
❝ I’m so glad to be back home, Y/N! Today, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you in class! I was so lightheaded and giggly, I was so excited to come back home to you… Oh, I love you so, so, so, so much! ❞
