Aya loves you very much... || @rizenphoenix
General TW: Yandere alert - so, uh, themes of kidnapping, obsession and general creepy-obsessive stuff.
The humidity in the air was palpable - moisture hanging thick in air like a heavy fog, very nearly oppressive. In fact, the hum of a humidifier was nearly the only noise in the room. Mori would wake up to find himself covered in a thin sheen of cold, humid water and nestled snugly into a comfortable chair.
There was only one problem.
Metal chains bound his wrists to the armrests, his feet to the floor, and his chest to the back of the chair. âIâm sorry about the chains, love - but I couldnât risk you leaving. Whenever you leave... I get so, um, so worried. But here I donât have to worry. Not about you, not about your brothers or your sisters. Here, youâre safe and sound, with me, just like you should be.â
The voice was eerily sweet, and more than familiar. Words whispered from behind him, soft hands rested on his shoulders, fingers digging into the muscles there. âMaybe, um, maybe if youâre a good boy, Iâll undo some of the chains~~ Maybe if youâre good, we can finally be together forever, not a worry in the world~â The sweet voice said, her hot breathe tickling against his ear.
Her hands lifted from his shoulders, the sound of footsteps coming around the chair. Aya stepped into the light in front of him, smiling broadly like sheâd won the lottery. âAnd, um, youâll be good, wonât you? For me?â She asked softly, walking forward and setting herself on his lap, straddling him and wrapping her arms around his neck.
âBecause I love you so much, Mori. So much that, um, I canât bear the thought of you being out there, in danger. Among other people. Theyâre, well, theyâre so cruel. But youâre safe here. And, um, and Iâll always love you.â Aya promised him, peppering his face with little kisses.
âAnd youâll always love me, too, wonât you?â Was it a question, or a threat? The edge in her voice muddled the two, even as she lavished him with attention. Her fingers dug into the back of his neck, almost painfully so. âYouâll never leave me, right? Because youâre mine - and Iâm yours. Forever.â