#and without “I'll kill everyone around and then myself after mere mention of his name”.

[cloudyfacewithjam]

[evelxtus]

❛ Aʟʟ I ᴡᴀɴᴛ ғᴏʀ Cʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ɪs ʏᴏᴜ.

pairing. . . yandere! childe, yandere! diluc x gn! reader.

warnings. . . dark content ahead. dni if you're a minor or you're uncomfortable with it. not proofread. yandere themes. modern au. possessiveness. pet name (darling), somnophilia??. manipulation. mention of killing (threatening), dacryphilia, but no mention of any sexual activity.

a/n. . . “I'll take a break” 🤡 like wtf. I can't even trust myself now. lmao.

⩩ CHILDE.

Literally. All he wants this Christmas is to be with you and spend time with you. Did you already have plans with other friends? Who cares? He wants you just for himself. And what he wants, he gets whatever the cost.

Imagine that you are hanging out with Diluc and Childe, and you start talking about what you will do at Christmas. Childe is surprisingly quiet during the conversation, but nobody seems to care, because you and Diluc are the ones who are making the plans.

“Then? Are you coming to spend Christmas with us, y/n?” Diluc asks, with the shadow of a smile peeking across his face at the mere thought that he will spend more time with you. That same smile disappears when Childe's piercing, vacant gaze points in his direction.

You don't realize it, and you nod energetically. “Of course! I'll bring the-”

“No.” Childe begins, shutting you up abruptly. His withering gaze doesn't leave Diluc for a moment. You don't even dare to say a word. “My darling is coming with me.”

“If you want to be with y/n too, you're invited...” suggests Diluc, hiding extremely well the imposing that Childe made him feel at that moment.

“You don't seem to understand.” Childe replies with an amused tone on his face, chuckling darkly. “I want my darling just for myself.”

If by chance you don't spend time together because you reject this offer, he has nothing to fear. He'll find a way to enter your house that very night while you sleep peacefully unaware of what is happening.

Obviously you don't expect any gifts because you live alone, but when you wake up the next morning, you will see under your Christmas tree an impeccably wrapped gift, and a note taped to the wrapping paper.

“I told you that I'd be with you tonight, darling.”

You don't know for how many time he's been there, just watching you on the bed, or if he has touched you. All you know is that he's been here.

⩩ DILUC.

Spending Christmas with you in the tavern is going to be torture for him, he knows it very well, but he must hold out until the establishment closes, who knows at what time it happens.

If he could've left you at home, well prepared for his return after work, everything would be perfect that day, but he couldn't. Everyone was waiting for your presence.

Of course, if he sees that some other guy is closer to you than necessary, he won't ignore it. And much less, if you are the one who starts flirting. He knew he shouldn't let you drink, but as much as he wanted to, he couldn't control you all the time.

A customer of the tavern had been hanging around your place for a while. He seemed to have interest in you. And of course, that day you're dazzling, celebrating the holiday with your most beautiful clothes.

That unknown boy ended up talking to you, captivated by your beauty.

Diluc realized within minutes what was happening. Why weren't you rejecting him already? Why did you keep making conversation and getting closer to that damn jerk?

Without further ado, rage burning through his veins, Diluc approached you both with apparent calm.

“Excuse me.” he catches the eye of your admirer, resting one of his gloved hands on his shoulder.

He leans down to speak close to his ear. For this reason and the fact that the tavern was full of people talking loudly, you couldn't hear his words, so you waited patiently, drinking from your glass.

“If you ever get an inch closer to y/n, I'll cut your throat. And I don't give a shit who you say this to, because no one's going to believe you. Now get your dirty hands off the bar, say goodbye to my darling and never come back again. Oh, and do me a little favor.” Diluc claps his back a couple of times as a sign of farewell to the stunned man. “Make y/n cry.”

Exactly. And do you know why he wants this? Because every time he sees those little tears rolling down your face, he knows that you will go to him for comfort. Because even if he seems the least emotional boy in the world with others, with you he softens like never before.

Threatening other people to hurt you with words is a perfect plan to have his little darling sobbing on his chest again, and that's when he will be able to leave soft kisses for every tear you drop from those pretty sad eyes.

“Did they make you cry again, my pretty darling?” he will say in a tone of very well feigned grief, as if he is not behind all this. “Come closer, I'll have the solution for this.”

And you don't know if it's because of his warmth, because of the way he talks to you so tender or simply because you need someone to wipe those tears away anyway. Maybe you just want validation from him.

“I'm going to make you feel so good that you will forget why you were so sad in the first place. You trust me, right? I'm the only one who can make you feel good.” he talks to you like if you were a heartbroken child.

And I'll leave to your imagination how you think he will make you feel good. Although surely you already have an idea.