Since no one is requesting to you anymore...how about...A yandere oneshot of Chance and Itrapped x reader who's a pick up and a drop off driver (they pick up/drop off their friends or affiliates from the casino) Scenario is up to you!!
”HIT AND RUN !”
Yan!ichance x reader.
Warnings include : stalking, obsessive behavior, general yandere behavior.
A/n : hi so sorry for not posting for a few months schools been REALLY tough.
”damn it..” you'd mumur, looking at a casino where your friends were, you told them to get off the gambling addiction but it seems like.. they didn't.
You sigh to yourself like a person who has seen too many things, before walking to your driveway, where you opened the car and got inside the driver's seat.
All buckled up and ready to go, you'd drive to the casino where lately others have been talking about. You've seen the owner before— chance was their name? Probably.
Who even gives their child a name like that, then you notice in the distance— casino lights flickering. Seems like you're already close.
Reaching the casino, you'd instantly barge in, ignoring the on lookers before seeing your probably drunk friends gambling.
Grabbing them from the hem of their shirt, you'd drag them off, having a feeling somebody is watching you. Perhaps you're paranoid.. you can't tell.
You fail to see a certain ice crowned person glancing at you.. weirdly.
It's been a few weeks, you've met up with someone named itrapped for some reason, it's such a shame they always go to some bar to meet up with the owner of the casino— chance.
Though you're so unaware, something will happen tonight. You have a bad feeling about this again ..
While driving in your car, about to pick up one of your friends again. You'd see a figure in the distance soaked in rain water.
It was raining, and you felt pity anyways. So you'd open the door, the figure shivering in the cold. Before seeing it was itrapped.
With a sympathetic slight small smile on your face, you'd gesture them in. ”alright buddy.. you look. Rough.”
As you both got in the car, you didn't notice until—
BANG!
Did a gunshot go through your car window—
The sounds of rushing footsteps, you'd turn to itrapped who had a smile on their face, yet not reaching their eyes quite well.
Then, arms wrapped around your neck, putting you in a headlock, before a bag is placed over your head, making it hard for you to breathe—
”your mine. All mine..”
Itrapped whispered in your ear, as you felt yourself giving into unconsciousness, while chance merely have itrapped a grin.
Your theirs now.
And you can't do anything about it.