Heavy rain fell outside, strong winds that'd pull and push any and everything. Thankfully you were in your friend's house, out of danger with free shelter and food. You'd have felt guilt for taking advantage of them, but it didn't help they were such a great cook either.
It all was going great, the scary weather made for a surprisingly cozy mood. Lying back on the sofa, counting the wood tiles, even though bored, you were having somewhat of a good time, waiting for them to finish whatever errand that was taking place in whatever room they wandered off to. It was their house anyways, so it's not like you had any business walking around. So you stayed put like they told you.
You weren't expecting to fall asleep though. And you were expecting to wake up in their bed with them tangling their fingers in your hair even less. You weren't exactly creeped out quite yet, but you were a few steps short from it, yes.
Hearing a sudden love confession was not the plan, and as much as you were planning to give it a chance because let's be honest, they were quite easy on the eyes, you felt awkward saying that as they stared at you with big hopeful eyes, mouth agape awaiting for some answer. The scenario just felt weird, and you weren't exactly sure how to react, waking up of a sudden in your friend's bed who was just looming over by the side, staring as you furrowed your eyebrows and thought about the best way to voice your thoughts.
Things escalated quickly though when they started tearing up. You were about to half get up and wipe their tears or something but then boom, just like a train, they derailed completely. Few tears turned to full on crying that turned to sobbing that turned to guttural cries, if they were in true pain and you weren't sure anymore if they were just that sad or if maybe they were stabbed and you didn't notice. Why the hell were they crying so much? Your eyebrows furrowed further.
Begrudgingly you got up and cradled their face. After witnessing how little it took for them to have a breakdown, you were a bit scared of touching them and pressing a seemingly non-existent button of theirs. They were silent as you held their cheeks, tears keeping on falling and wetting your hand. You felt a bit disgusted, if you had to be honest, but you went on.
You mentioned saying how they were nice enough and were good at cooking and they were quite good looking and--Well, you wouldn't mind trying things out, that is. They had eyes wide as the moon, lips widening in a smile that felt far much more stretched than anatomy would allow, frankly. They nodded their head and leaned in, nuzzling their face into your neck as they whispered something you couldn't quite catch.
Oh look, the rain had subsided, you guessed you could maybe take your chances going home. Though looking at their arms that had already wrapped around your waist, their face still in the crook of your neck, you thought maybe you should let them have their fun with you a little longer, lest they had yet another breakdown.
Love is indeed amazing, they reckoned as they tightened their hold on you. Both sides oblivious to each other thoughts. That was for the best, likely.
They were glad it all worked out. They weren't very experienced with nature-related spells, so maybe they missed the mark making the storm just a bit too strong. No matter, it just made the results better. They weren't very skilled with love potions either, but they weren't above trying them out, if you had turned them down now. Thankfully it didn't come to it though. They guessed knowing your likings beforehand did make things easier for them. They sucked at cooking, but magic made food was never bad. Their original face wasn't bad, but if you liked this one better, then they didn't mind their new look either.
This is amazing, like I can’t fathom any words to describe how beautiful this is. I feel like you literally took the idea straight out of my head because this is how imagined the Yandere to act to his darling if things didn’t their way.
