yan! bf
as a sort of sorry for the lack of activity this week, here's another yandere drabble for you guys. i currently have some fixation over these kinds of troupe.
yandere bf who will bend down on his knees to stare at you while you are preoccupied doing your work. He likes to look at your face and basically cemented your features into his brain. It made you shy a lot of times but you have gotten used to his unending staring.
Your hand twitches as you hear your door shut, footsteps slowly making its way to you as your boyfriend kneels and lays down on your lap. He's at the floor, head at your lap, as you paid him with a glance. It's the sixth time for this day alone and he never seems to get over at staring.
Before, it used to bother you. He is just so intense and he will be so content in just staring and letting him bask in your presence.
Sometimes, it feels like you have a cat.
He made a slight movement in your lap which made you ruffle his hair.
Definitely like a cat.
You sighed.
You always wonder if he likes doing this simply because he distracted you. He won't speak at all but his presence in the room is enough to make your head turn towards him.
"You have to stop barging in."
Eyes still staring at your face, he answered. "But, what am I supposed to do?"
"Your hobbies."
He let out a disbelieving sound. "I have you."
"Find something to do." You said. "I can't always be here with you."
Seemingly, his eyes narrowed at your statement. "You'll always be with me." He said it with a tone that leaves no argument. As if you are never leaving his side at all. "Don't ever think like that."
"Oh," you chuckled. "But, we have jobs."
"Quit it then." He grumbled. "We have enough to live a lifetime."
That's... cute.
"You don't need a job."
Suddenly, the air between you shifted into something more serious. A foreboding feeling in your gut as he continues to speak at you. It felt as if he was not joking at all.
"I keep telling you that all you need is to be with me and do whatever you want."
You let your smile drop as you stare back at his haunting eyes. You pursue your lips together, feeling them quite dry from your sudden nervousness at his change. Your hands slowly become wet as the dread sinks into you, thousands of thoughts swirling in your mind.
This happened in seconds.
Then, you blink.
And smile.
Like you weren't caught as a prey of a predator.
"Isn't that what I am doing, Liam?" You pouted at him. Still, real yet a little more tense. You gave him a little illusion of your obliviousness as you played with the strands of his hair.
"I supposed." He closed his eyes.
For a moment, you found yourself breathing at ease.
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