Princess (Yandere Imposter x Crewmate Reader)

8. Threats

Imposter/Black POV
Princess was very sad. But it's OK, she's just confused. I think she got mad at me... I don't like it when she's mad at me. She said she doesn't want to be called princess, does she not like that nickname?

"What about love? Can I call you that?" I hushed my tone to make sure she didn't get even angrier. Eyes widened. She clenched her hands around her upper arm, her fingernails digging into her skin drawing blood.

" ARE YOU INSANE??!" I ignored her insult, she was hurting herself again. I longed forward and snatched her hands from her arms before she could even flinch. She tried to pull her arms away but I stopped her.

"Let go of me!" Her hands twisted in my grip in an effort to escape. I did not let go. It was so adorable when she was struggling, especially because of me.

"Then stop hurting yourself, love. Clearly you need me to take care of you so this doesn't happen again." I hissed at her in a dangerous tone of voice, fear glimmered in her (eye colour) eyes. I almost shivered in delight.

"But don't worry love. I'll protect you. We'll just do everything together! We can do whatever you want, doesn't that sound fun?" I blushed at the thought. We would eat together, sleep together, bath together........

"No." Her cold answer dragged me back to reality. It was completely unacceptable.

"Well it doesn't matter what you want, you don't really have a choice love." My group tightened around her fragile wrists. I grit my teeth in satisfaction as her face contorted in pain. I was almost about to snap her wrist.

"Ok!! Ok!" She squealed out. I let go of her fragile hands, she pulled them into her shaking body. She began to caress the bruise that had formed. I smiled, viciously.

"Good. Now, go back to sleep. It's only 5am so you can sleep for a couple more hours." I gingerly held her chin in between my thumb and index finger, forcing her to make eye contact. I slowly pulled her in, I placed my lips on hers. They were the softest lips I had ever kissed. My other hand tangled in her hair so she couldn't pull away. I leaned my head to one side in order to deepen in the kiss. After what felt like an eternity, I pulled away from her flustered face. I feel proud that I have such an effect on her.

"Goodnight love." Before I left, I stole one last peck from her beautiful lips and I left her there, speechless. I got it to leave the room, knowing what I came here to do was completed. I can't wait for when she wakes up. We're going to have so much fun.

White POV
Did..... he just? Oh hell no!