Yandere asshole nerd x reader
Warnings: rude from reader and yandere, being bought, mentions of bullying, obsessive behavior
You hated him.
You hated him for so many reasons, but the top one is because he’s an asshole. Some other big reasons why you hate him is because he's smart and good looking but he’s still an ass. One day while you were sitting in class your teacher said that there would be a group project, and he had assigned the partners so there would be no choosing who you had. Which sucked. But you still got up and looked at the board to see who you were partners with, even though you knew you would be doing all the work, but before you could even find your name on the list you felt someone grab your arm before yanking you into a direction.
“Looks like were partners, pipsqueak,” You heard him say while continuing to drag you to a table before making you sit down. “I don't like this anymore than you do so stop looking at me like I somehow planned this out.”
“How do i know that you didn't plan this and you are my partner at random?” you asked with a smirk and crossing your arms, trying to get under his skin like he gets under yours.
“Because I would rather work alone than have someone like you ruin my grade,” He glared at you while opening his laptop. “Unlike you I care about my grade and want to keep them as high as I can.”
“I care about my grades,” you say while digging through your bag to try and find your computer. “You don't know me so you can't say what I do and don't care about!”
“Just don't mess this up,” he said while struggling on his computer. “The service in the classroom sucks!”
“I left my computer in my dorm,” you thought that you might as well tell him since he's probably going to ask why you aren't working at some point. “I’m going to go run and get it.”
“Don't bother there's no connection in this room anyway,” he sighed before packing up his stuff before turning to you. “Why don't we just go to your dorm and do the project there?”
“Okay, I guess that would be fine since I have to go there anyway,” you said while gathering the rest of your things before getting up to leave. “Just don't mess with anything!”
You started the path back to your dorm with him following close behind you. As you walked you played on your phone, so you didn't have to talk to him on the way to your dorm, which kind of worked for a bit but he leaned over your shoulder from time to time to try and see what you were doing.
“Do you mind?” You asked him while putting your phone away and turning to look at him with a sharp glare.
“No, I don't,” he said with a smile while putting his hands on the back of his neck. “But thank you for asking, I love the concern.”
“Thats not what I meant, and you know it!” you said while pointing a finger at his smug face before turning to continue back to your dorm.
After a long and painful walk, you made it back to your dorm in one piece, but you knew that the pain was just beginning since you still had to deal with him.
“Wow this is your dorm room?” he asked while laughing like your room was some type of funny joke to him.
“Yeah,” you said while looking around with a sad expression since you liked your dorm room a lot. “What's wrong with it?”
“Nothing,” he said his smile fading when he saw your hurt expression on your face. “It's just a bit childish but not in a bad way!”
“Let's just hurry up and start doing this project so you can leave!” you said while sitting on your bed and pulling out your laptop from your nightstand.
“Whatever you say princess,” He smirked before sitting down at your desk so he could start working on his part of the project. “So, why do you have so many childish things in your life?"
“Because it makes me happy and you should have things that make you happy in life,” you said while typing on your computer. “Why don't you have stuff in your dorm that makes you happy?”
“Something like that,” he said before focusing back on his laptop, not elaborating on what he meant by that. “All this stuff makes you happy?”
“Yes,” you said plainly since you loved all your stuff in your room and wouldn't take any disrespect on anything in your room. “I love all my stuff, and I don't think I could live without most of it.”
“Don't you think that's a little dramatic?” he asked, not looking up from his laptop screen.
“No,” you said while glancing up at him before going back to typing on your computer. “I think it's the truth and I don't know what I would do if I didn't have my stuff.”
“You would probably die from boredom,” he laughed but you didn't find it as funny as he did. “I mean you have so much junk I don't think you could ever be bored with all this stuff that keeps you busy every day.”
“Maybe,” you mumbled trying to focus on your project and not wanting to entertain him anymore. “That’s not what I wanted to do.”
“Huh?” he asked while looking up at you before walking over to where you were sitting.
“Nothing I was just talking to myself,” You mumbled while fixing your mistake. “Forget I said anything!”
“Thats not right,” he said while pointing to a misspelled word on your screen. “Don't you see the red squiggle under the word?”
“I do,” you said while going to fix the word while he sat back down at your desk. “I didn't need you to tell me I was wrong.”
You didn't say anything else to him that night while you worked on the project and after a few hours of working on your project he started getting ready to leave your dorm. Once he was done packing up he walked over to the door before stopping and turning to look at you with a smirk on his face.
“I’ll see you again tomorrow,” he said making you look up at him. “Do you want to work on this in your dorm again or mine?”
“Mine,” you said a little too fast, which made you give you a questioning look. “There is no way that I'm going to your dorm room, I bet it smells like death so we will study here.”
“Thats kind of rude since you don't know anything about me,” he said his smile fading before turning back to the door. “But I guess I'll see you here tomorrow.”
You didn't care if it came off rude since he's always rude to you but you couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong so you got up and went to the desk that he was sitting at and everything was in its place so you went back over to your bed and went to sleep. The next morning you heard a knock at your door, so you opened it and saw your roommate with two cups of Starbucks in her hands.
“I would have just walked in, but my hands were full,” she said while walking in and placing her bags on her side of the room before giving you one of the cups she had. “And this is for you!”
“Thanks,” you whispered still waking up from the dream you just had. “How was your trip to wherever you went?”
“I went on a school trip to a nearby state,” she pouted while looking at you with puppy dog eyes. “I can't believe you forgot!”
“Sorry,” you mumbled as you drank the cup she gave you. “But how was the trip?”
“It was fine,” she said while unpacking her bags. “I wish there was more stuff that i could have done but there weren't much exciting things to do on the trip.”
As the day went on you went to the classes you had that day before heading back to your room where he was waiting for you.
“Hey,” he said as you unlocked the door to your room. “Have you worked on the project at all yet?”
“None of your business,” you said as you walked inside your room and saw your roommate sitting on her bed with her computer in her lap typing away. “Hey, i have a partner project so he will be in here with us if that's ok?”
“Yeah,” she said while looking up at you with a kind smile. "Thats fine with me I'm just catching up on some schoolwork.”
You let him in and he looked at your roommate with a questioning look before turning his attention back on you.
“You know if you are going to invite someone over don’t you think that it should just be you and that person?” He asked you while crossing his arms while glaring at you.
“She’s my roommate I’m not going to kick her out,” you said while sitting down on your bed. “Now let’s get going.”
Over the next few days you and him would only share rude comments and evil looks as you worked on the project but when the deadline came up he started acting weird, he wouldn’t talk to you and would just sit quietly and work.
“What’s up with you?” You asked him one day since the silence was killing you.
“I’ve just been focused on something at the moment don’t worry about it!” He said in a rude way as he glared at you like you were dirt on his shoe.
Once the project was over things went back to normal, he would think you were beneath him and you went back to your hobby but when the grades came back for the project he was pissed you had managed to make a 98 while he made a 95 on the assignment. He went to the teacher about it and was shocked when she said that the grades were right and he had made a lower grade than you.
How did she do it?
He wanted no he needed to know how you managed to make the better grade, he spent hours obsessing over you and found out dang near everything about you to the point where he wasn’t doing it because of the grade but because he was developing feeling for you that he never felt before and you needed to be his.
She would make a great trophy wife or house wife or anything like that!
He came up with a plan that he knew would work, money, it was perfect money buys everything and with enough money he could buy you from your parents, which worked out for him when they agreed immediately to the proposal.
She’s mine! All mine!
He got his bodyguards to kidnap you from a grocery store later that same day so he could finally have you as his little pet because you are the only one that can keep up with his intelligence and when he has you he will never let you go.
