Attention~ Yandere Kenma X Fem Reader

-Do I?-

"Hey... you have to wake up now. Come on."

I had hoped this was all a really bad dream. That Id never even went to Nekoma, never met Kenma, never left my house. Never did anything. I'd give anything to go listen to my mom yell at me again. I'd listen to every complaint she can muster out a million times if I could just go back home.

But of course, that'd be too lucky.

"Hi Kenma." I mumbled.

"There's a motel we can stay in over there. Whoever owned this car had sunglasses in here so put them on. Somebody might recognize you." He reached his hands out to cup my face, "Remember what I told you about talking to people?"

I nodded to which he pinched my cheeks and smiled.

"What about our clothes? They're all... bloody." Saying that out loud made my throat ache, like the word dragged itself against my throat before escaping my mouth.

"Hm.. put my shirt on." He began removing his shirt before I could respond. The shirt was already red so it seemed more like it was wet rather than bloody.

"Uh.. I don't think you should walk in shirtless. That'd be suspicious"

"More suspicious than you walking in with a bloody shirt on?"

"Well, no but-"

"Or maybe, you wanna take off your shirt and show everyone inside your beautiful body. Is that it?"

"No. Would you stop interrupting me like that? Shit..."

He leaned in real close and groaned in my ear, "Even if you wanted to, I wouldn't allow it. I already told you your body was mine."

He trickled his fingers up my shoulder which made me shudder a bit.

"And that too! Stop doing that! It's so.. like.. it's just really-"

"Sexy?"

... damn it kenma

"You did suggest the idea that I keep my shirt on. Why's that?" He leaned back and grinned.

i... don't know

why did i say that?

"Would you.. have been worried about the women in there? Checking me out?" The tone in his voice made him seem much softer. It reminded me that he really was still that teenage boy I went to Nekoma with..

somewhere in there..

is still Kenma..

i really wanna find him..

———— time skip

The place had a large 24 hour sign with only the letter o still lighting up while the letter u would flicker from time to time. The place itself smelled like a guy who woke up and drank 7 beers blew a puff of cigarette smoke in my face. Basically, it fucking stunk. The guy behind the counter had sweat stains and a giant bald spot specifically on the top of his head.

"This place seems sketchy, Kenma" I whispered over to him.

"Y/n, we're sketchy." He tapped my arm with the back of his hand twice as we approached the counter.

whoever owned that car is gonna miss their wallet

they'll never know that a murderer and his hostage stole their car, money and sunglasses.

i wonder what happened to them anyways?

"Yeah yeah... look you guys can just uh... leave the money... and uh.. i'll check on your IDs and stuff later.. okay?" The man refused to take his eyes off the small tv screen below the counter. It was painfully loud and obvious that he was paying us no attention.