━ 𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃
➛ yandere!make tbhk oneshots x fem!reader
title page┆word count: 1.1k┆warnings: blood/gore depictions, slight harassment, description of a dead body┆about you: y/n l/n is tsukasa yugi's human assistant (taking place of sakura) whom he fell madly in love with┆a/n: I made who Tsukasa killed anonymous because it's just easier that way.
TSUKASA Y. x ASSISTANT ! READER
You stood there in horror at the ghastly sight in front of you. The phone you were going to use to call for help hit the cold, bloody floor with a thud.
The amount of blood splattered and smeared on their dead body and the surrounding area was sickening.
Your eyes were bloodshot as you looked around the dimly-lit and gruesome murder scene.
Looking up at the wall facing yourself, the words "SHE'S MINE" sloppily written in fresh crimson blood made your eyes glassy with tears.
Why would he do this...?
The more you thought about it, the heavier your erratic breathing became.
You couldn't think straight.
You couldn't think at all.
"Shh...~"
Came a familiar boyish voice from behind you, seemingly trying to calm you down from your post-panic attack.
Or at least that's what it felt like.
The boy's clacking shoes echoed through the room as he made his way closer and closer to your petrified being.
A bloody hand was placed over your closed mouth, causing your (e/c) eyes to jolt around in fear.
You could hear soft giggling from the boy behind you as your screams of fear and discomfort were muffled by his cold hand.
You gripped his wrist and tried your hardest to pry his cold hands off your mouth. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't get him to let you go.
"Y/n... shh~, be quiet." His cold breath hits your ear, sending cold chills down your core.
He continues to whisper in you ear, attempting to soothe your nerves but only making them worse.
"If you scream..." Tsukasa continues while lightly tugging at your uniform dress' sleeve, "...it's going to be your blood splattered on the walls next~"
The boy whispered in your ear, his cold breath fanned against your skin.
He purposely blew in your ear, a smirk forming on his pale face.
You blushed from all of the physical contact you were receiving from him.
You always knew he was touchy and clingy, but this just feels like you're more of a lover to him than an assistant.
It made you uncomfortable.
He pressed his cold cheek against yours, you could feel his demented smile growing larger. You trembled with fear and tightly shut your eyes.
Then you nodded, complying with his rules to stay silent.
"Good girl~" Tsukasa hums in satisfaction as he pulls you closer against him by your waist. You squirmed against his restraints but to no avail.
"Hey... stop moving so much." He mumbles in a pouty tone. "I won't hurt ya..."
Tsukasa lightly traces circles and shapes on your waist area. His chest was still pressed firmly against your back.
You stopped trying to fight against him, knowing that it'll all just be in vain.
"You're a really obedient girl aren't you...?"
Tsukasa swiftly turned you around to face him.
Tsukasa looks over your body adoringly.
You can't help but notice the overwhelming and unsettling amount of love in his Amber eyes.
You felt disgusted by how sickeningly sweet he was to you.
"...I like that about you..."
He continues as he wipes the blood off your mouth that his hand had stained there with the sleeve of his black kimono.
"...Naive..."
He leans in close to your ear, whispering, "easy to manipulate..."
You gasped softly as you felt his lips graze your ear ever so slightly.
The boy suddenly shows an expression of pity, "There, there. Stop crying, pretty girl..." He mumbled.
You hadn't even noticed yourself that you were crying.
Have you been this whole time?
Your face felt hotter at his closeness and soft touch. Despite your current circumstances, Tsukasa made you feel... warm?
Or he did.
Without warning nor hesitation, the boy pulled you even closer to himself by your waist. You could feel his chest against yours as he crashed his cold lips against yours in an intense and forceful kiss.
You felt yourself taken aback and shocked from the sudden impact, he just pulled you in tighter.
Tsukasa's blood-stained fingers caressed your (s/c) face while the other hand tangled through the (h/t) of your (h/c) hair.
For this was your first kiss, you were confused as to how to react.
You couldn't find it in yourself to enjoy any of this.
It just feels so... so fake.
Your eyes shot open in surprise as you felt Tsukasa's mouth open and he let his tongue slip into yours. At this, you shut your eyes and gripped onto his black Kimono.
It's sad that you couldn't even enjoy the excitement and bliss of your first kiss because of this sociopath stealing it from you like it's nothing.
He had just bludgeoned someone to death.
And is making-out with you with their blood still staining his hands.
Continuous tears rolled down your (s/c) face, even as he kissed you.
The lovesick boy pulled away from your lips and looked you dead in the eyes.
His piercing amber irises sent shivers down your spine every time you made eye contact with him.
"I was right..."
He moves his hand that was messing with your hair down your chin to lift it up. A playful grin forms on his face as he turns your head to the side.
The other hand starts tracing hearts on your cheek with the blood of his victim.
"...they do taste like lemons~"
A sinister smile curves his flushed lips as he notices the fear on your face.
"Oh, please don't be scared, my pretty girl~" Tsukasa whispers comfortingly in your ear and wipes your tears.
"It's okay, it's okay," Tsukasa pats your head, "they're at peace now~"
You couldn't believe it.
Is he implying that he put them to rest!?
After torturing them to death and playing with their blood like finger-paint!?
"T- Tsukasa... please... let me go." You managed to mumble out.
The constant fear, anger and confusion hitting you back to back overwhelmed you.
"I might..." he runs his thumb over your bottom lip which is also flushed and bruised from the kiss. "...only if you let me love you..." He stares directly into your soul
"...always and Forever”
