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yandere!stalker x gn!reader
you have been touch starved for so long that you didn’t think twice about the hand slipping around your waist while you slept. thinking it was just a dream, you shift around in your bed, turning around until you’re accidentally met with a chest.
you smile feeling another person in front of you. with your eyes still closed, you bring your arms up to wrap around this mystery person’s neck.
i really need to meet someone new, you thought to yourself as you put your thigh around this mystery person. you sigh with content when a hand is brought down to hold onto your thigh. you smile softly and relax into their touch.
i love this dream, you think with your brain fogging as you feel a hand reach into your hair massaging you gently. as this dream kept continuing, you felt a strange feeling in your stomach. something isn’t right. you open your eyes a little bit to see a stranger right next to you in bed. your heart immediately drops and it begins to beat quickly. the pounding drum in your chest forces you to close your eyes in fear. you try to relax and figure out what your next move is until you hear a soft chuckle arise from the person in bed.
“i know you’re awake babe, no need to run. m’not gonna hurt you.”
wow. their voice is actually not.. horrible? for a creep, they sounded pretty hot.
“who the fuck are you?” you whisper angrily.
you can just feel this person smile as they answer, “woah, hey now. hostile much?” you begin to pull your hands away, but feel them bring one of your hands to their face and kiss your palm. your eyes shoot open as you feel the heat on your face even in the darkness as they continue to move down and kiss slowly down your arm. you’re not sure what tactic this is, but it’s kind of working. it’s embarrassing.
they continue to pepper kisses on you and it slowly trails to your collarbone. “h-hey, what are you doing?” you squirm under their affection. “shh.. baby, just relax.” they pepper a couple more kisses around your neck, before slowly finding your sweet spot. “i’m not your baby..” you whimper as they find that spot.
they smile against your neck as they begin to bite down. you whimper and reach for their hair. it’s soft and you think it’s silly that’s what you settled on. as you grab a handful, you pull and you feel them moan against you. they pull away from your neck before they lean in again softly and place a kiss on your lips.
you pull away in the darkness, pushing against their chest. “get the fuck off of me, y-you.. you creep!” backing away on the bed, you place a small distance between you and the stranger in your bed. even in the middle of the night, the moonlight from your window illuminates half of the room. unfortunately for you, they were too far back on the bed and the light barely hit them.
“get out.” you affirm. terrified, you await their answer. they chuckle at your words but stop when they realize you’re serious. “oh. oh you really are serious? as if you weren’t enjoying yourself a few minutes earlier?” they creep closer to you and close the big gap. you whimper in fear but finally make out the details of their face.
their voice really did match their face. woah. hey, stop! this is a creep and you are not supposed to be attracted to them.
“kiss me and i’ll leave babe.” you stare in confusion to their request. pondering, you come to the conclusion that what they’re asking for could be worse. much worse.
“you know what, fine. then you get the fuck out of my house.”
“uh uh uh, a real kiss. no pecking.” they continued.
you know what, fine. they want a real kiss, you’ll give them one. you slam your lips into them angrily and kiss them for a few seconds longer than you’d like. their hands settle on your hip and they lift you on top of them. you straddle their lap, before you remembered this is a literally stranger. pulling away with a gasp and conflicted, your thoughts begin to betray you.
how long has it been since someone actually wanted you in bed?
how bad could it be if this stranger slept with you? they just wanted a kiss, and they’re definitely kinder than the people you meet at the club.
you know, another kiss couldn’t hurt.
you sigh frustrated before you look back at the person you had your arms around and the person you just kissed. “what’cha thinking about baby?”
how you’re a creep. or how nice it’d be to finally have someone to fix the ache between your legs. “you want to fuck me?” they look up at you completely helpless. “please baby, maybe just another kiss instead?” they beg.
fuck it, you meet their lips again in a much nicer manner and this time you relax into the kiss. breaking away, a small string of saliva connects you two. “look who’s got manners now? so sweet baby,” they speak.
“that was 2 kisses. now get the fuck out,” you hiss as you get off of them. they smirk before standing up and following you to the door. you open your room door, and lead them to your front door and watch them walk out.
“i’ll be back if you change your mind baby,” they taunt before you slam the door in their face.
walking back to your room, you fall down onto the mattress. you couldn’t even be bothered to close the bedroom door or move the curtains to make the room darker.
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gasping for air, you shoot up in your bed. eyeing the clock, 10:03. sweat beads down your forehead, messy hair sticks to you. you quickly eye your room door and see it’s closed. thank god. it was just a dream.
you fall back into the pillows on your bed, sighing with relief. turning to your side, you look on the far side of the bed and see a small piece of paper. that’s weird.. i don’t remember falling asleep with paper there. grabbing it, you study it closer before your stomach drops.
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my number, in case you change your mind baby
xxx-xxx-xxxx
a/n: this was much longer than i meant for it to be.. :P
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little yandere bully for ya
yandere!bully who first noticed you kept to yourself more than actually interact with people.
yandere!bully who needed to know your name before anyone else talked to you.
yandere!bully who relentlessly bothered you to a point where you were constantly annoyed.
the crude comments and backhanded compliments were never welcoming for you, but they still enjoyed watching you squirm under their gaze.
they had to be around you constantly, and they always find a way to touch you. a brush of their hand on yours, a shove when they walk away from you, a push or an annoying tap to constantly remind you that they are there.
they noticed the little tendencies you have whenever they walk into a room. the shifty adjust of your posture, and the constant urge to always have an eye on them.
they notice these little things and while at first it ticked them off, they’re a bit happier you’ve been taking such huge notice to them. soon, you’ll realize that they’ve been waiting for you to make a move. you know, all that attention on you isn’t for free, now is it?
a/n: credits to @hyuneskkami for the dividers <33
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