Yandere! Sanzu Haruchiyo x reader
tags: tw! yandere themes, kidnapping, manipulation, mentions of violence.
a/n: I might do more parts of this, and if you liked it, please do feel free to send in more ideas!
“Shh, come on now, open up.”
You sniff, shaking your head as tears continue to roll down your cheeks.
He sighs, setting down the glass of water, his hand coming up to cover half his face. His other holds the bright red pill he’s been trying to get you to swallow for a while now.
You don’t know how things turned out this way. How the handsome stranger you met at a club first turned into your saviour and then into your tormentor.
It was just one small mistake, one wrong turn you took on the way back home that landed you in the middle of a cross fight between two gangs. One moment, there was a man swinging at you with his full strength, the next your eyes were fluttering open as you felt someone carrying you in the midst of a dozen bodies scattered in the dark alley.
The next time you woke up, your head was pounding while your hands were tied to the bedpost of the luxurious room you were placed in. The man who had walked in was familiar yet felt like a total stranger.
A cold hand comes down upon your wrist and you flinch, snapping back to reality.
You have an underlying urge to scream “of course it fucking does!” Instead you’re too scared to even fully nod your head.
“If I take these off, will you take the meds?” He lightly traces over your restraints and you give another nod.
As soon as he’s taken the cuffs off, you’re immediately backing up towards the wall the bed is up against by pure instincts. Sanzu stands up, suddenly on guard and it makes you shrink even further in on yourself, sobs bubbling out of your chest at the reality of your situation.
Your cries only continue as he leans over the bed, a knee coming up on the mattress so that he can wrap his arms around you. You try to thrash but it’s futile compared to his strength and your weakness from everything that’s happened.
“You’re crazy, you’re fucking crazy-”
Sanzu clenches his jaw, taking in a deep breath, trying to remind himself that it’s okay- he’ll eventually change your mind- but you only continue.
“Just let me leave, okay? I won’t say a single word about any of this, I’ll forget it all, just please-”
It’s firm, commanding, and you feel guilty for submitting so easily to his words.
He pulls back, a disappointed sigh escapes past his lips and you’re scared that you’ve offended him.
“Do you know what they will do if I let you go?”
“They?” You whisper, confused.
“The people whose fight you crashed last night- they’ve seen your face and even though I was able to beat some of them...there are ones who escaped.”
“Wha-what?” You whimper “but- I thought- I thought gangs fought here all the time, why would they go after one person all for-”
“The ones you ran into weren’t your regular delinquents. This gang is dangerous, they don’t forgive grudges, even against strangers.” He cuts you off.
You feel stuck. You’re trapped in a stranger’s house, yet you know you’re in no less danger outside either, you’ve seen what happens to victims of such gangs on the news. The thought alone sends you into a new fit of tears and panic, everything seems to blur as your head begins to pound again.
“Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.”
His voice stands out amongst all the mental chaos. It’s the thing that seems to ground you.
You listen at the mention of your name. He brings up a hand, gentle caressing your cheek with his knuckles as he brushes off the tears.
“Did I or did I not save you last night?” He asks in a hush.
“You did.” You choke out.
“Then do you believe I’ll hurt you now? After all I went through to get you here?”
There’s silence from your side, you’re not quite sure you know the answer.
“Trust me, I’ll protect you. I don’t let others hurt what’s mine, doll. You’re with me now. You’re safe.”
He closes the distance as he wraps his arms around you. The comfort is oddly required and you find yourself clinging onto his shirt, burying your face into his chest as he shushes you while patting the back of your head gently.
You don’t remember when you drift off into slumber, but it’s evening by the time you wake up to a maid setting down dinner on the bedside table. He walks in shortly, dressed in a white button up and formal pants, a blazer draped over his shoulder as he comes to sit on your bedside.
“Are you going somewhere ?” You find yourself asking due to his attire.
“Yeah, you know the people who bothered you? I’m gonna talk to my boss and make sure they don’t hurt you again, okay?”
You nod, sighing in relief, even though your nerves seem to be screaming at you to run.
You had seen a dozen number of popular gang names on the news, there’s a few in the back of your mind from recent brutal incidents, particularly one which starts with a “B” or maybe it was a “D”, your mind is too hazy to remember. Whatever it was, you hope it isn’t one of those.
“Can I- can I ask the name of the group that attacked me?”
“Well, they’re certainly very dangerous, full of unhinged and rowdy members, you can never expect what they’ll do-”
You miss the upwards twitch of his scar as you continue looking down at your fingers, wondering what would’ve happened if your saviour hadn’t shown up in time.
“...but you know I won’t let anything happen to you.”
You look up as his hand comes to rest against your cheek, thumb stroking your skin as his mystical eyes look through you and you find your eyes fluttering closed. You feel his breath against your forehead as he leans forward, a chaste kiss pressed to your temple.
He pulls away, still close to your face as his hand tucks back a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
“Make sure you eat.” His words are tender. you find yourself nodding obediently, before he’s getting up and walking towards the door. He pauses right as he’s stepping out into the hallway.
“- the name’s Bonten by the way.”
You miss it. You don’t even remember having asked about it in the first place. You’re too lost in his previous words- his comfort. He’s glad you do as he walks out with a small smirk, whistling a tune only he knows.
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