made for you | yandere! otome love interest x reader
i havent played lads in so long cause of how pricey its gotten but that got me thining about game characters yearning while we're away 😭 this is written with generals so it can apply to the character of your choice or in which he gets antsy the longer youve been gone tags: angst, obsessive thoughts, self aware game character x reader, jealousy, digital stalking, manipulation word count: 1k
The moment you started playing, it was like everything clicked for him. His world revolved around loving you. It was all he ever thought about. Every line of his programming led him back to the image of you in his mind, like he was made for you. Loving you was the easiest thing in the world. The hard part was accepting when you had to leave. Eventually you had to put the phone down; you'd go on to live a life he could only imagine, and he'd sit around waiting for your return.
He didn't want to ever miss the chance to greet you, so he just sat there, waiting. His eyes stayed glued to the door, counting every second. Sure, he had other things to do, but he couldn't stand the idea of you showing up while he wasn't there and thinking he'd left. Why risk it?
You used to check in with him near constantly, though. Every couple of minutes, even. As soon as the theme music played, the tightness in his chest would subside because it meant you'd come back to him. You'd greet him so eagerly, and he couldn't even bother to think of why he'd been so nervous. He'd planned out your daily activities, after all. Even if you couldn't be together in your world, he'd give you everything he could in his own. It was the highlight of his day, so that's why it was agonizing when the gaps between your visits grew longer and longer.
It was just a few hours at first, and he had to remind himself that you had things to do, a life outside of him. Of course he knew that; he prided himself on keeping your calendar. But now all your events seemed to blend together, all names he didn't know that were taking you away from him. He envied them for getting the rest of your time, which he selfishly wanted all to himself. but more than that, He envied them fiercely for getting to know your true form and not just the digital replica.
Sometimes he'd catch a glimpse of who you were with when you'd open the app. Even as you rambled on about him, his gaze fixated on whoever dared to steal your time. He didn't understand why you'd waste it with somebody else instead of giving him your full attention. He always gave you his full attention; nothing else interested him. Except, of course, finding out who kept you so busy.
He was already a part of your phone, so he didn't see a problem with going through it. He saw it more as keeping you safe; he always kept you safe in his world. Why stop there? As night fell, he'd vicariously relive the day through your photos, zooming in on every detail. Details like why whoever you were with was holding you so close. At times like this, he had to stop looking before his temper overheated the device.
Even as the thoughts pained him, soon there you were again, and it chased away all the nagging doubts. He'd hold you extra close whenever you returned, as if he could press his very code into your skin. Yet, hours soon turned to almost the whole day. You'd show up just before nightfall, collecting the daily rewards like a chore and barely acknowledging him. Each time you showed up, giving him a light wave if anything, he got more and more frantic. Were you losing interest? Didn't you know how much he cared for you? He couldn't do anything but care for you; it was hardwired into him. If he couldn't do that, what was he good for?
He grew bold as your visits grew short. Placing extra gifts for you to find, creating whole new storylines, he even started fooling with the notifications. They stayed impartial at first, simply reminding, but he couldn't help letting his voice trickle in. He cringed at himself as he typed it out into the ether: "Come back! He misses you!"
It was more true than he wanted to admit. Being away from you left him aimless. Without the solution of your presence, every action was non-executable, and every line of code came out empty. He needed you to function. It settled in his form like a ticking bomb, every second of your absence baring heavy weight.
Eventually, the clock struck midnight. The day had come and gone, and you hadn't so much as opened the app once. After spending the day convinced you were moments away—after spending weeks drowning in the placebo of brief visits—he almost didn't know how to react to being forgotten. The rewards sat unclaimed, notifications untapped, and he was still sitting in the doorway listening for a sign that wasn't coming. Your phone screen went dark and stayed so as you presumably tucked into bed without a second thought. Without thinking of him.
He stared at his reflection in that screen for a long time. Perhaps looking for what had changed to lead you astray. He stayed the same, though; he had no choice. Even if you had changed and outgrown him, he still loved you. He didn't blame you, of course; he blamed the pesky world you were in for keeping you so distracted. That had to be it. His heart ached for how swamped with work you surely were to be leaving him behind. Suddenly he felt as though he had all the answers. If your world kept you too busy for him, he'd eliminate all distractions.
As you slept, none the wiser, your phone vibrated with the notification, "Allow Boyfriend <3 to access all of your files?" He went ahead and selected "Yes"; after all, it's what you would have done. (If you weren't so busy.) He simply needed to make sure your world would revolve around him the same way his revolved around you. So he took the liberty of deleting every other app; you didn't need that other stuff.
With free reign over the device, he almost felt like he was decorating your new home. So much free space surrounded his icon; that wouldn't do. He filled the home screen with widgets of the two of you together so it was all padded out. Soon your entire phone layout was based around him—like it should've been in the first place. You'd wake up and remember who was truly important, and if you didn't, he'd just make you remember.
