꒰ in which yandere!keegan doesn't want you too comfy ꒱
⤷ contains :: yandere themes .
your cheek is pressed against the couch arm , drooling a little .
keegan watches the way your lashes twitch like you’re dreaming even before you’re asleep ; you've been fading in and out for the past ten minutes .
each time your eyes close , he says something to jolt you back ; it's not that he’s angry , he just . . . doesn’t want you drifting . not yet .
“ hey , ” keegan says quietly , thumb brushing along your collarbone . “ you falling asleep on me again ? ”
“ m’not , ” you lie , not even bothering to lift your head . “just restin’… m’eyes…”
he hums low , like he’s amused , but there’s a tightness behind it .
his hand finds your jaw and tilts your face toward him , not rough—but not gentle either .
you blink up at him slowly , pupils blown wide in that dopey , dazed way that always makes him feel like he could crack your mind open and live there .
“ you've been tired a lot lately , ” he says . “ that normal ? "
you nod . “ mhm… s’just how i am … ”
“ like how you forget to eat unless i remind you ? ” he asks lightly , brushing your lips with his thumb now . “ or how you’d probably leave the door unlocked if I wasn’t here ? ”
he doesn’t . his eyes are dead serious . “ not funny ."
you blink . “ didn't mean t’make you mad ."
“ i'm not mad ." he leans down , slow , until his forehead touches yours . you can feel his breath , steady but sharp . “ just hate the idea of someone walking in while you’re here like this ; all soft . out of it . you wouldn’t even know . "
your eyes start to close again . " i’d know if it was you ..."
that makes something snap in him .
he kisses you . not sweetly . desperately . like he’s trying to drag you back into your body , back into him .
like he’s angry at how close you are to slipping somewhere he can’t follow .
you whimper a little , more out of surprise than anything .
when he pulls back , his hand is cupping the back of your head , fingers searching for your scalp .
“ don't fall asleep , " he whispers harshly . “ not when I’m talking to you . ”
you frown. “ but m’tired …”
“ then stay tired . i don’t care . just keep your eyes on me . ”
your lashes flutter again . he tilts your chin higher . “ you really can’t help it , can you ? ” he says softly.
“ you'd fall asleep anywhere . with anyone . "
“ nuh-uh , ” you mumble , trying to roll onto your side . “ only with you . i trust you …”
he freezes , and you don’t even notice .
of course you do . you're too sleepy , too stupid to realize that’s not a good thing .
that trust in the wrong hands becomes a leash , a lock , a quiet sentence you’ll never quite feel tightening until it’s too late .
his voice drops low , dark , starving .
“ what if i didn’t want you to sleep at all ? ” he murmurs . " what if i wanted to keep you like this—soft and blank and wide awake—so i could fill you up with nothing but me ?"
you shiver , but not from fear . you still don’t get it .
“ wouldn't mind…” you whisper . “ i like when you talk …”
keegan's smile is slow, sharp , almost reverent ; you don’t even know what you’re saying , but he does .
and then : a knock at the front door .
you barely hear it , but keegan does ; his head turns slightly , slow like a hunting animal .
you blink up at him again . “…you expecting someone ?"
he doesn’t answer , just brushes a kiss to your temple and whispers , “ don't move . i'll take care of it ."
and when he stands—calm , calculating , and wordlessly retrieves the knife from the kitchen counter—you finally realize you’re more awake than you thought .
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