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[yanderecandystore]

I can request an order from Yandere M! Beldam with F! Reader. Where the reader and her friends go to live at the Pink Palace. (Coraline film)

I'm so sorry for making you wait, and for accidentally erasing the oneshot-

I had issues with this one. Not because of your request boo, but because of how I kept thinking about quantity over quality. I've made over 3,000 words worth of pure meaningless garbage- It felt so forced that I tried to redo it again.

Btw: THIS IS A REALLY LONG FANFIC AND ITS KINDA BAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK-

7,550 words, yes I'm really proud of it- Absolutely ✨stunning✨

TW/Tags: fake friends // reader is high-key touch/friendship starved // identity theft (I mean- It kinda is??) // kinda edgy maybe // based on Coraline movie yet neither of the characters are from the canon- // guess who is sad because of her fucked up :D ME! // Not accurate to the movie, but hey, it happens ;D // awkwardness galore! (Awkward social situations) // if you think any nicknames are intentional, is because they are 👀

Chapters:

(Chp. 1) (Chp. 2) (Chp.3)

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Stitched together [Yandere!Coraline OC(?) X F!Reader - Fanfiction]:

You have been stuck in this car without being able to say a word for about three hours now. Vivian didn't want to admit she got lost in the fog, and Dominick wouldn't stop making fun of her for getting us all lost.

Richard has been pretty silent too. He didn't like the constant fighting and passive aggressive comments Dom and Vivi would make towards each other, yet he prefered to not be a bother and keep himself quiet while listening to music. Always the silent type.

And you? You were mentally cursing at yourself for forgetting to charge your phone so you could ignore the yelling and feel less bored throughout the trip.

After a few bumpy roads and a few hills that caused Vivian's car to have a hard time going up through, you guys finally got to the Pink Palace. Finally! After so long! Finally you can stretch your legs.

You four were in search of a new place to call home, a place that was "closer" to the local university so you and your group could have an easier time during the semesters, and you've decided that the Pink Palace Apartments would be the best (cheapest) option for four college students having to pay rent by themselves.

Even if the place was weird, old and creepy, it was the best option that you had found- Or more accurately, that Vivian had found. She was the one that decided to form this group in the first place, even if deep down, you four didn't know much about each other. Now you're all roommates and sharing a creepy house that probably needs lots and lots of repairs to be done.

You were feeling a bit awkward about this situation, to be completely honest, you were the odd one here, you're the one who doesn't have strong connections with the others. You met Vivian a couple of months ago, but it was by mere pure coincidence that you two had a couple of things in common, and even if it's really, really few things that made you two be able to form this friendship with one another, Vivian still called you over to be her roommate.

You knew why she called you, she called you because she needed one more person to be able to help her and her friends out with the rent. Yes, she did like you and considered you a friend, but not that close of a friend- She didn't know you that well, and honestly you also didn't know much about her either. You still appreciate that she offered you to come with her, since you were also looking for roommates to help financially.

You're at least glad it's Vivian who called you, and not a random person that you would have to call a roommate despite not knowing them well enough. Maybe you and Vivi will be able to get to know each other more now that you'll be living together.

But her other two friends? Well...

Richard was basically a brother of another mother to Vivian, of course he would come with her, but- Well, you don't know much about Richard. He seems like a cool and honestly pretty generous guy, yet he prefers to use few words instead of engaging in deep conversations with people. You wouldn't mind getting to know him more, but you're afraid you won't be able to find topics you two share the same view on.

And Dominick, oh Dominick! How time has sculpted you into a handsome man. While you have to deal with the sudden butt-cheek acne appearing from time to time, Dom seems to have gone through a heavy glow up ever since you last saw him.

Dom and you used to be childhood friends ever since kindergarten, but at the age of ten- Well, you were ten, Dom was twelve at the time- At the age of ten, you two had grown apart from one another. You had to change your school, change your neighborhood, change your friend group- Which ended up making you two distance yourself immensely.

You didn't really want this gap to form, this long distance between you two- Not only physically, but emotionally as well- But you never got time to tell him that you were moving, that you'll be away for a long time. You never got the chance to explain to him how your parents wanted to move out of the state you two lived in, and that changing neighborhoods was better than changing states entirely- You never got the chance to say goodbye, and that's what hurt Dom the most.

You just suddenly vanished, you couldn't communicate to each other by the phone or through the internet at the time. So you literally just disappeared without a trace.

Well, almost without a trace, his parents knew that your family was moving out, yet they didn't tell him because they thought he already knew about it. A couple of years later you two would be able to see each other briefly at a distance, it was so weird seeing each other change so much and still wonder "is that really the person I used to know?".

You wanted to talk to him, to apologise and try to get your friendship to be reborn- But you never got the chance to, you were too busy to be able to make time to talk with him.

Not only were you busy, but you also felt awkward about coming to his house and suddenly saying "hi! Remember when I just ghosted you for 12 years because my family kept travelling and changing homes? Can we forget about it and be friends again :D?". You never talked to him because you felt awkward about it, you felt too nervous about talking with him again, especially after you travelled so much- Each time you considered contacting him, you felt like a hopeless cause, and you created an endless cycle where you felt bad for taking so long to talk with him, but you also felt too awkward to talk with again.

Here you are [Y/N], in the same house as your ex childhood best friend- It's now or never that you'll be able to talk with him, and to be fair, if you keep delaying it, it'll only become more and more awkward!

"- So- Let's start by dividing tasks! We'll have to clean the entire house and also place our stuff in our rooms, so let's start this already!" Vivian yelled to call everyone's attention, trying to hype everyone to clean the house. She was just as tired from the trip as anyone else, yet it was better to start working earlier on than to let tasks start to pile on top of each other.

You four decided that it would be better to work in pairs, and to keep it from being agonizing- You all decided that everyone would occasionally switch pairs and work in the next area so that the cleaning would end much more faster.

It's been a long journey to get here, but luckily cleaning the house wasn't as annoying as it seemed. Sure, it has been time consuming but you had fun messing around with Vivian and making a couple of jokes with Richard.

Right now you were cleaning the last room in the house, the one you and Vivian would be sleeping in. And of course, you weren't doing this alone, and for your discomfort it was no one other than Dominick himself who was paired up to clean this room with you.

You two have been in dead silence ever since entering this room, and you were almost done unpacking your stuff when you decided that this was starting to get ridiculous. You needed to confront him now or never, [Y/N].

"- Dominick?" You half whispered, feeling extremely tensed and afraid of his reaction, but why?? There is literally no reason for you to fear him, this is just a conversation between adults.

For your miserable luck, Dom has not heard you talking, he was too busy taking care of the other boxes to be able to listen to your half-hearted whisper of his name.

"- D-Dominick?" You tried again, sadly this time your voice broke. The tension in this room felt so heavy, you now realized why you feel so afraid of him- Or more accurately, of his reaction-

Because you were afraid he would be mad at you and call you out for ghosting him for so long.

Dom turned around, looking over his shoulder with an emotionless stare. There was nothing like anger, or sadness, or happiness in his eyes, but there was a hint of confusion in his brow- As if he wasn't sure if what he heard was correct. The look on your face seems to confirm his suspicion though.

"- Yes?" He sighed as he put the box down and started to get himself comfortable- Turning around and crossing his arms as he laid against the dresser. You know when you're a kid and you go to talk with your dad about something you did? To tell him the truth about something he was already aware of, but he is more disappointed about you hiding it from him than about you actually doing something wrong? His whole body language reminded of that.

That was so specific now that you think about it, damn, your dad used to do that all the time-

"- Can we talk? Just for a bit?" You asked shyly, already admitting that what you did was wrong and kinda awful to your childhood friend.

He blinked twice, still holding an emotionless stare. He ended up shaking his head and softening his expression, curious of what you were going to say.

"- Sure, go for it." Dominick said as he continued to look into your eyes- Or at least tried to since you kept averting your gaze from his handsome features and attentive gaze. It's been such a long time since you've been able to be face-to-face with him, the frail little boy you used to know was now a massive man with little to no shame about showing his strong arms-

You could go on and on about how incomprehensibly dreaming he is, but this is no time to be distracted- This is serious, [Y/N]!

"- Well firstly- I'm sorry! I-I'm really sorry!" You bowed your head spitting hundreds upon hundreds of apologies in his face. Even after so many years have passed you still wanted to be his friend, you still wanted to keep contact with him, yet you just- You just couldn't! This feels agonizing and the fact his face isn't changing at all is making you freak out even more.

"- I should have talked with you when I got the chance, I-I really should have- I just felt like the longer it passed the awkward it would be, but I never wanted to cut ties with you so I kept delaying it and-" You were going on with your pathetic excuses when Dom decided to interrupt you.

"- [Y/N]." He spoke, softly yet somewhat coldly. His rough voice made you shiver, and although you felt more relaxed by telling him what happened, you still felt the tension in the air grow as Dominick thought about his choice of words.

"- I'm not, well, mad at you- I was never mad that you had moved to a different place-" He said while being completely honest, which caused you to sigh alleviated as a response- As you were glad that he wasn't mad at you, however, you haven't let him finish.

"- I was sad of course, that my best friend suddenly moved away, without ever telling me where or even saying goodbye-" He continued, this time filled with irony as to poke fun at the situation, although clearly still a bit wounded by it.

"- And to be completely honest with you, knowing the reason why you haven't talked to me for about twelve years is both liberating and disappointing." Dom finished, looking at you with an expression you couldn't really name. You felt the guilt eating you from inside out as you looked at his somewhat brokenhearted movements. The pressure of his own heart was making him exhausted.

"- But you know what, [Y/N]? I'm genuinely not mad at you, I'm not even sad anymore. It's a bit disappointing to discover that the reason you tried to avoid me was because you were feeling embarrassed-"

"- I-I didn't want to!-" You interrupt without thinking twice, feeling both embarrassed and insulted for being called out like this.

"- But it's understandable, you know that right?" He looked back at you, showing a half-hearted smile. He really did understand why you did what you did, it's a common mistake to let your insecurities dictate your actions, it was normal for anyone to feel like this would be a really awkward situation and that it would be better to just forget it and move on.

Neither you or Dominick have ever considered that possibility, though.

You couldn't bear to look at him in the eyes, you felt so- Awful! You just looked to the ground feeling annoyed about how this could all have been avoided if you talked with him earlier on. You feel ashamed for never taking enough courage to contact him again.

You stayed silent, not really sure about what to say next. Some seconds passed before Dominick decided to say something.

"- You used to be really short." Dom's voice was kinda… Sad. Gentle, but sad.

"- Y-You too?" You said laughing at your own embarrassment, you started to remember a couple of your precious memories when you were young. They were all very faint, shaky, blurry, but those memories were so precious to you.

"- I appreciate that you have decided to talk to me, hopefully it'll make our living experience less awkward?" Dominick said in a tone you assumed to be amusement. He wanted to make you feel less sad about this, less embarrassed.

"- It's been a long time ago, I honestly didn't expect you to remember me at all…." He said while getting up from the dresser and picking the box again.

"- …. Well, can- Can we be friends again?" You asked, while offering your hand to shake his. You considered offering him a hug but because it has been so long, this probably wouldn't end well.

"- …. You know, maybe you should have forgotten about me." Dominick said, turning head towards you as he picked the box and placed it under his left arm.

You were confused by his comment and even more confused about his expression. He was serious yet sad, but not enough to be described into a coherent emotion.

"- Listen, we haven't talked for twelve years ever since we were kids, I honestly was hoping you would have forgotten about it and just moved on. I wish I could have, but I kept feeling like it was my fault for you going away." Dominick said, fully honest again. He was so tired of this drama, it made him feel so sick to imagine that the only thing stopping you from talking with him was just- Embarrassment.

"- When Vivi told me you were coming with us, I was almost going to reject her offer because I thought we would end up arguing or fighting about it- Yet I still accepted it because well, Vivian is my friend and like I said I hoped you wouldn't remember me."

"- Listen [Y/N], I'm genuinely thankful that you decided to explain what happened to me, and although I don't feel any resentment towards you- I just don't want to be your friend anymore. We are completely different people now and I doubt we have anything to talk about- It's just- I would like to be a lot of things, [Y/N]." Dominick said while coming closer to your shaken form and putting his hand in your shoulder, before he could continue.

"- But being your friend is the last thing I would ever want to be, especially now. It's not easy being in the same place as you, or talking with you like nothing happened, but for the sake of our coexistence inside the house and for the sake of the others, let's just not talk about it."

"- I would prefer to keep my distance from you, I'm sorry for being so harsh but I hope you can understand where I'm coming from."

Dominick finished his speech as he bypassed you to reach the room's door. He walked out unceremoniously as you were standing there, trying to process all that he told you- Trying to comprehend what was hidden in his expression.

He was so straightforward it physically hurt you. You were hopeful that you would be able to talk to him and be friends again, to just start anew, and recap all that has happened between these twelve years.

But then again, that was only a foolish wish, you should have expected this outcome.

Of course he wouldn't want to be your friend, it has been so long that you two were probably completely different people now.

Well, almost completely different, as Dominick has found your attempt of regaining his friendship somewhat childish. Really stupid, [Y/N].

Now, you weren't one to cry about spilled milk- But today you felt so, well, vulnerable. You didn't expect him to be so honest about it, but you couldn't lie that indeed- He had a point.

You decided to give yourself a moment before heading downstairs, if there was any tear to spill, you would prefer it to fall down now than in front of the others.

After a couple of minutes of you unpacking your stuff you decided to finally head downstairs to the living room- And what you heard was all of your roommates hanging out and laughing, you felt like it would be good to get down there and join the conversation.

But as soon as you came into their vision, the laughter that was presently there started to fade slowly, Vivian seemed kinda glad you came over, yet no one really made any attempt to include you into the conversation. Not paying much attention to it, you decided to sit down and start making small talk, asking what they were doing right now.

You noticed that although Richard and Vivian were looking at you, Dominick was staring at the TV silently, yet you remembered that before you came along he was just as excited and talkative as the others. Still, you tried to ignore it, he was probably still thinking about what happened and maybe he wasn't ready to look at you in the eyes yet- You sure knew you couldn't look in his eyes right now, so maybe the feeling was mutual?

Vivian and Richard talked with you "normally", Vivian was the one to respond to the question as Richard just gave a bit more explanation about her answer.

"- Oh! Nothing really! We were just talking about Sam's party, right Rich?!" Vivian said excitedly as ever. You couldn't really match her energy at all, you almost wish you could know where all this energy comes from.

Sam… You feel like this name is a bit familiar, yet you can't really remember who this person may be. You assumed they were one of Vivian's friends, which thanks to Richard you got to confirm your suspicion.

"- One of our friends invited us over to their party, to "celebrate" us moving to our new house in a way-" Richard said, lazily, yet giving a welcoming smile towards you- His attention was soon stolen away once again by Vivian who sat next to him and decided to correct him.

"- Nah, Sam just likes finding excuses to throw parties- Remember when-'' Vivi went on about this Sam person and how they were kinda close- Probably closer than you two are- Who was Vivian's Party Friend™. Vivian and Richard started talking about past events involving this person, which by now you have learned that they're an old high school classmate of Vivian who was now Richard's classmate in college.

Richard and Vivian kept talking about this wild party animal and their adventures with Sam, while also including Dominick in the conversation here and there. Apparently they all knew this person, they were pretty good friends from what you can guess….. You feel… Oddly lonely hearing about these amazing things they all went through together.

Maybe you're just seeing things but- You feel kinda left out of the conversation, maybe you should try and get included again?

"- Sounds like Sam is a really cool person- Do you guys have known each other for awhile?" You asked Vivian, interrupting her from continuing one of her stories. You didn't want to be rude- Just- Not so awkwardly alone in a filled room.

"- Oh- Me and Sam go way back. I'm so happy that they live in the town nearby- It'll make it so much easier for us." Vivian answered you, although going back to her story with Richard.

"- Cool, when is the party actually?-" You couldn't finish asking before Vivian turned her head with a smile that reached ear to ear.

"- It 's today! Hmm…. Actually it's in two hours or so-" Vivian said excitedly, while also looking at the clock to guarantee she wasn't wrong. You could see Richard nod and when you looked around you noticed that Dominick wasn't looking at TV anymore, but was actually side eyeing you- He was curious.

You didn't really notice how shocked this revelation made you be when you left out a loud "what?" that made everyone look very confused.

"- … Hmm, you okay?-" Richard asked but his question was muffled by Vivian's louder and more outspoken voice.

"- What is it, [Y/N]? Is something wrong?" She asked while leaning her head to the side slightly, she was genuinely concerned something was wrong- As if you got hurt or something.

"- S-Sorry, I just- I didn't know there was a party today." You confessed, although to be fair- You were going to use other words to explain how ludicrous it sounds to have a party right on the day you guys move into town. You know that they were basically just going to see their friend, but come on, you at least expected them to warn you.

"- I just- Thought we were having movie night tonight, but it's alright!" To make matters a bit worse, Vivian had told you to bring some of your favorite movies with you because you guys were supposed to have a Movie Night tonight. But apparently she just completely forgot about it….

"- Vivi, did you not… Uhnm… Tell her about the party?" Richard asked Vivian shyly which caused her to have a visual shift in her thoughts, as her expression went from confused to panicked.

"- OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY!!?!!? I'M SO SORRY [Y/N]! I totally forgot to tell you I'm so sorry!?!?" She started to sob, you knew Vivian was bad at remembering things but normally she never forgets about friend related events.

"- It's okay Vivian, don't worry about it." You tried comforting her. Hey, it was just a common mistake, it's normal. Maybe you could watch movies another night.

"- … Maybe a party wouldn't be so bad, should we get ready now? How long will it take for us to get there?" You asked, even though you weren't really mentally prepared to meet up a bunch of strangers, but hey! That's the best way to meet the locals!

You were expecting a response from, well, any of the three to be honest- Yet all you received was a look of surprise and… Embarrassment? Guilt?

After a moment of silence and a couple of shared glances between the three, Vivian spoke up.

"- You aren't coming with us, [Y/N]. Sorry, but Sam only invites people they know about, ya know?" Vivian said half-heartedly, she felt kinda guilty about saying that but not because you were getting excluded, but mostly because this whole situation was a bit embarrassing- If she had warned you earlier, neither of you would feel this- Awkward.

You couldn't lie that you felt kinda hurt about that. You understood that it wasn't her fault yet- Damn, this day feels so weird, you have been ignored for most of the day and had that moment with Dominick upstairs.

You couldn't lie that you were starting to feel really hurt and lonely in this place, despite the fact you were surrounded by your roommates.

Your "friends".

"- ….. Oh." It's all you could say after you realized how much time has passed between Vivian telling you the truth and you answering her.

"- I'm sorry, [Y/N]." She apologized once again, looking pitifully at you.

"- No! No, please, it's alright! I understand."

It 's okay. You understand. It was just a mistake. It happens. It's alright, [Y/N].

You kept telling yourself that as you continued to turn around in your bed, trying to sleep and forget about it.

It has been about three hours since they left, and it has been about three hours and a half that you've been trying to get your eyes shut and your mind relaxed. Were you feeling angry at them? Maybe- Were you feeling sad for being left out on your first day in this new house? Of course!

You didn't want to admit it but it was an inevitable truth! You physically felt this day going downhill the moment you woke up.

Jesus Christ have you been trying to not feel petty about it, but come on?! Who forgets to tell something like that to a friend?!-

Pfft- Yeah, "friend". You sometimes forget that you weren't exactly everyone's best buddy pal. Although you were really hoping to get to know them more, you kinda have a sour opinion about them already- And they probably have a bad impression about you too.

You managed to fall asleep and wake yourself up each time you closed your eyes. Your head was filled with thoughts and insecurities, you should know better than to cry over spilled milk, [Y/N].

It's just your first day, relax, try not to lose your head already.

…

You miss your home, your house, your family.

Before you could fall asleep once again, you heard noises coming from downstairs. You assumed it was just your roommates that could be back, yet after a while of rustling noises you started to think it was a thief- Making you instinctively jump out of bed, although quietly so that you could try and hear what was going on downstairs and prepare yourself for an fight with a house intruder or something-

But as you slowly opened your bedroom door to not cause any sounds you noticed a particular little fella munching on some cheese pieces that fell on the floor.

Firstly- You don't know how the fuck that cheese got there, you haven't eaten anything that would end up leaving cheese trails behind- You haven't eaten anything ever since you got here.

Although you did notice that the cheese trail made it's way into Dom's room though.

Secondly- Your rat companion although being kinda cute couldn't stay in this house, he needed to go. You wondered if the sounds you were hearing came from the rat, yet that wouldn't make any sense, why would he be all the way up here?

Then you realized- A rat infestation??? You knew the house was old and had a lot of stuff wrong with it- But rats???

While you were trying to think of a plan of action, the rat noticed your presence and went running away while still holding his little cheese piece, he ran down the stairs and you followed him without thinking twice about seeing where this little thief was hiding- And if there were more like him.

You ran downstairs following the little trickster, following him to the living room and seeing him squishy himself between a gap in the wall- The gap moved with ease letting him get inside the wall.

Although you felt like he could probably be deep inside the house, something in your gut told you to search for a way to open that wall, at least a little bit.

You noticed how there was a little door lock hole on the wall, and there was an interesting gap between this little box shape with the door lock and the rest of the wall- You instantly assumed to be a little door trapped underneath the wallpaper, maybe there was a tiny room with the rat in there?

You took a knife out of the kitchen and decided to follow the line that followed the door. You managed to cut it and open the door with ease, and when you did look inside you found-

You found…. A weird, tunnel inside. A colorful tunnel inside. It was so vibrant and magical, you felt yourself being called inside.

Inside the wonderful tunnel you saw the little rat making its way to the other side and entering the door that was at the very end.

Without thinking twice you followed the rat, crouching your way into the bouncy colorful goodness that the tunnel was.

To be completely honest- It was a bit uncomfortable, you were already too old to enter into small places like this one- But you still managed to crawl through to reach the other side, and what was waiting you in the other side of the door was-

"- Oh fuck off, you got to be kidding me." Was…. An exact copy of your living room?

Well, not exactly? It was inverted??

What the hell?? Why would anyone build a house with identical rooms? And how did you or Vivian miss this place?

It was cleaned and well kept, so you assumed maybe the boys had cleaned this area- Yet still, they would have warned about something like this before, right?

And… You had to get here by crawling to a tiny door that was unopened- Unless there is another way in here??

Your head was filled with so many thoughts, so many questions- But it all stopped when you heard humming sounds coming from the kitchen, and the delicious smell of an well-cooked meal!

You followed the sound and the smell and walked over to the kitchen, only to find the back of an already familiar individual.

"- Oh! S-Sorry Dominick, hmm- I didn't think you would be here-" You said sigh in relief that at least you weren't exactly alone.

He was busy cooking while humming a little song, you took a few steps closer and as you were about to ask him why was he here so late, Dominick had turned around giving you the brightest smile you haven't seen in ages.

While also giving you a small heart attack when you noticed the terrifying, black buttons sewed into his face in the place where his eyes were supposed to be.

"- [Y/N]! You're awake! It's so good to see you joining us for dinner. I was afraid you would sleep without eating anything." The person in front of you continued talking as casually as a close friend would. You felt scared enough to scream, yet he did have a point- You were starving and you didn't have enough energy to actually scream at the horrifying person in front of you.

"- W-Who are you? Where is everyone?" You were shaking and it was extremely visible, what were you supposed to do? Who or what is this person? Is this some kind of joke??

"- W-Well, I'm Do-Dominick. And you-u?-" He said, mocking your stuttering, if it wasn't for his uncanny smile and buttons you would have believed 100% he was Dominick just pulling a prank. The similarities in his overall appearance and voice and personality were making you feel more uncomfortable and startled than relaxed.

"- I'm joking, [Y/N]! You should have seen your face. I'm me, Dominick, duh- And the others are coming back very soon, I assume the party has ended by now." Dominick continued to focus on his cooking, the smell causing you to feel more and more hungry than terrified- But even if your mind wasn't working properly you still couldn't get over the fact something was clearly wrong.

"- I- I know you're not Dominick, Dom doesn't have… Bu- Bu-" You took a couple of careful steps closer to "Dominick", who was somehow attentively following your movements, the fact he was able to see you even without eyes (or well, buttons for eyes-) was starting to create a creeping feeling to form in your back. You really don't like how he is staring at you.

"- Bu-Bu-Buttons? I'm glad you like them, But my, my! You're shaking like a leaf today, are you feeling cold?" Dominick asked, although you couldn't really recognize if he was genuinely concerned or not.

"- I just- Haven't eaten anything ever since getting here… You should know that, Dominick." You took a seat in the table in the middle of the kitchen, as you were starting to trip since you were not only tired and frightened, but also really hungry all of the sudden. Still, you decided to provoke this guy for a bit, trying to get at least a better explanation than just "I'm Dominick". This must be the most well-crafted prank you have ever been victim of, or maybe you're having a wild dream, one of the two.

"- Hmm… Yes, maybe I should have known, I wasn't aware you were starving through the entire day- To be fair, I'm not exactly the same Dominick that you have come with to this house-" He confessed as he started picking an plate and putting some of what he was cooking in said plate.

"- Aha! So tell me already what you really are!-" You almost jumped out of your chair to face him, using all your strength to at least intimidate some sort of response from this- This freak!

But as you turned your head into his direction you got instantly shut off when you noticed how close he was to you even though he had made no sound when he got closer- He was so close to your face, he has enveloped himself around you in such a way that you couldn't even get up from your chair if you felt like running away- His right arm was placing the plate on top of the table in front of you, as his left hand was holding your chair. His face was simply so close to yours that you almost felt yourself getting sucked in those black, shiny yet horrifying button eyes. You can feel his penetrating gaze even when you move your eyes to the other side- Staring at him was like staring at the void, it felt discomforting not being able to read any emotion behind them.

"- I told you, I'm Dominick- Although maybe you can call me the Other Dominick, I'm your other best friend, silly." Other Dominick whispered in a very sweet and calm tone, causing you to not notice the hidden tone of persistence- Apparently he was getting a little too nauseous of this back and forth.

"- Although, I suppose you're not doing too well with your friends at the moment, but that's okay! I'll be your Dom, so please eat something, [Y/N]. You're going to pass out." With his left hand he gently pushed your chin to look at the plate in front of you, as he continued to whisper into your ear causing a shiver to go down your spine- Not because of the strange lack of personal space or the questionable choice of words- But because he knew that you weren't exactly friends with your roommates.

He somehow knew you weren't Dominick's best friend anymore, the thought caused you to get somewhat worried of your current circumstances- But not enough for you to actually get scared of him. You noticed that this whole situation felt a little too wild to be real, and to be fair- The real Dominick would never say something like that, even as a prank.

So maybe you were indeed having a crazy dream, maybe you got so overwhelmed by how awful today has been that your subconscious started to get some your worries and turned them into this crazy scenario you're having. That would be a good explanation for the buttons for eyes, or the slightly different outfit style between Dominicks.

This is what you get for sleeping without eating anything before bed, [Y/N]! You get weird dreams like this one- Being taken care of by a somewhat creepy version of your old best pal…

"- How- How did you know it?" You still decided to question the logic of this dream, feeling a bit skeptical that this situation might be… Real, somehow. This food does feel like something out of this world though-

[I'll leave the food to be ambiguous to whatever you may prefer it to be, how about the dish you love the most? Sorry for the cut in the narrative]

"- A little companion told me, although I don't know much of the details about it- Would you mind telling me? If you wish to share it, that is." And as if he was on cue, the same rat that was eating the cheese in front of your room has appeared squeaking for Dominick to grab him.

Dominick has grabbed his little furry friend and he took a seat next to you. You were surprised to see him playing with the rat, was Dom ever really interested in rodents?

You don't recall, but then again, it's just a dream, right? You sure think the little fella is cute despite being a bit big for a pet rat- Not that you're an expert or anything-

You considered his offer a bit before deciding to open up. Maybe if you said why you feel upset to your subconscious, it could help your consciousness to feel more- Prepared, to deal with such situations.

Even if he is probably not real, and even if you can't look straight into his eyes, you felt pretty safe being able to tell him how you felt left out. He told you a couple of times how things would be different now that you were here, since there was no way any of them would let you feel unwanted. He could be just a fantasized Dominick you created to appeal to your own little issues, but- You- You really did miss being able to talk with your best friend.

You didn't expect him to change the subject, but- He did. He started asking you about memories you two shared when you were younger, little things that made your heart melt while remembering them.

You ended up opening your mouth, and never shutting it off after that- Telling him about most of the important events that happened throughout your life, and telling him stories of the various places your parents used to force you to go despite you hating travelling so much- You wished you could have stayed and grow up in your hometown, maybe things would be a lot different.

He never told you about how his personal life has been, he only listened to yours which- Even if this may sound selfish- You did enjoy the fact you had someone openly listening to you ramble so much and for so long, although you would have preferred if this was a two-way conversation.

Still, you're having such a great time with Dominick- Or, well, Other Dominick. Dream or not, he was being so attentive.

The only thing that had put you a bit off was his eyes and his… Constant tapping with his nails. You didn't notice if Dominick liked to paint his nails, but Other Dominick wore them in black matte nail polish- And they were kinda long, and he had grown a habit of tapping them in surfaces like the table as his other hand would be busy holding the sleeping rat.

Such a strange interpretation of your Dominick- Yet, you really didn't mind this sweet talker-

Not- That you liked him that way- I mean- Yeah, he looks and sounds like Dominick, and Dom is already an attractive bastard-

Even though, a daring thought just crossed your mind- May you dare to think that this Dominick is…. A bit more attractive???

Jesus Christ, [Y/N]! What are you thinking?! He is your friend- Or your other friend?! This sure is the most confusing dream you had in a long time. Although it's funny to think about how tired you feel even in your dreams.

"- You're tired? It is pretty late already- I'm surprised none of them has shown up yet, maybe they stayed over." Other Dominick looked behind him as if to make sure no one was in the house, you wonder if he is talking about Vivian and Richard or, ya know, Other Vivian and Other Richard.

"- Are you okay? You look awfully red." He commented while placing his hand in your forehead. Cold. His hand was pretty cold and rough, yet you didn't mind it at all.

You… Were still having those disgusting thoughts about him, but you played it off as if you were just a bit sick-

"- Awn, you poor little thing- Here I'll help you get up stairs." He stood up and started helping you get up, taking you by surprise- This wasn't necessary at all but… You kinda didn't want to walk all the way upstairs, you felt like turning into mush when he almost pulled you bridal style.

"- N-No! No, it's okay Dom-" But because you wanted to be polite, you decided to stop him while also thanking him for the gesture. He petted your head and took your hand so you could follow him upstairs, while the other continued to hold the sleeping rat- You assumed he would bring him to his room, maybe he has a rat cage?

While he was holding your hand, making sure you wouldn't trip and fall because of how tired you were. You felt kinda like a kid being led by the hand of a parent, kinda pathetic how much you depend on his assistance, and to an extent- His company.

Were you this starved for a conversation and for some attention? Maybe, maybe you were. And well- It seemed like Other Dominick was willing to give just that.

Ugh, you really are tired- You're having stupid thoughts, and maybe even seeing things? Who knows, and who cares?

You don't think you do anymore, at least, not right now.

And you two reached the door of your bedroom, Dominick was heading to his own room when you called him.

" What am I doing? What am I thinking?" You questioned yourself, as you started to walk towards him, something in you was still unsatisfied by how uncanny this whole situation was-

How unrealistic, yet oddly real this whole thing felt. You needed to make sure that- Somehow this wasn't really a figment of your imagination, but what would you really gain with that?

Knowledge? Knowledge can be scary sometimes. What would you do with that knowledge? Would it be worth anything to you? Or would it make you feel even more scared of this strange situation? Of this stranger in front of you??

"- Hey!- Are you alright?" He was taken back by your sudden reaction- You had thrown yourself on him- Embracing him while also recognising that you should be careful to not disturb the rat in his hold.

"- …… Thank you for talking with me, and for- Cooking for me…." You were holding back your voice from cracking and showing how much you wanted to let your tears flood through your eyes- you had a bad day, yet he somehow made you feel better about it. It only felt right to thank him for helping you feel better, even if you still felt pathetic while doing it.

It's probably just your own subconscious that you're talking with, yet still- It did make you feel a bit better.

"- … You're welcome." It took him a moment to realize how truly naive you were- If not completely vulnerable by the lack of strong connections with those you think you care so much for. You don't need to thank him, really.

Still, it's a rather touching gesture. He'll remember that. He hugged you back with one arm, gently patting your back.

You eventually broke the hug, it was time for you to wake up already.

"- Goodnight, Other Dominick." You said playfully as you opened your door and started getting inside, you still weren't sure if you had to call him that. It felt really odd, yet very appropriate.

He gave you one last smile and goodbye before heading to his room. You sometimes swear you could have catched a different shine pass through his buttons, something like a hint of a hidden emotion coming out of the shiny black void that his button eyes were- Still, you didn't know what it is, so you just ignored it

"- Goodnight, [Y/N]."

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