Outcast Oneshot book #3

Be mine, Valentine.

Amour x reader since he's my baby. Enjoy!

Btw- Art challenge!

He can be human or genderbent I don't care, I want more pastel gore for Amour! Good luck!

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Valentines day was just around the corner, or love day. But as usual you never thought much about the holiday, since you've never really celebrated it.

At school cards were being handed out, even one of the teachers brought heart shaped sugar cookies last Friday.

But you however, didn't pay attention to it. As I've said, it was just another day for you that people made a big deal out of. 

Luckily this time, you and your closest friend could celebrate it watching anime this year and maybe get some chocolate.

Amour Valentine. Yes that was his name, he was the baby out of three other brothers. His mother spoiled him, but he didn't act like a brat.

Amour was soft spoken and sweet, quiet and observant, keeping an eye on things around the two of you.

He would carry your books for you, walk you to class and always sat by you at lunch and eben helped you with homework, he was very smart.

You've gained a crush on him, as cliché as it sounded but you couldn't help it. He's just so cute with those little horns he has.

Amour was a little shorter than you, a petite skeleton monster with pink horns and pink soft wings. Pink sockets with ruby red glowing irises, a gold heart by his right socket.

Two heart stamps on his cheeks with little knives in them, was he born with them? You weren't sure. Even if he draw them on they only put his look together even more.

He loved yandere anime, his smile would widen at the deaths, it was a little concerning but you thought nothing of it.

Today, the two of you were at your home studying for the next upcoming math test. Amour laid on the floor across from you, twirling his pink pencil in his hand.

You hummed to yourself unaware of his eyes on you, his cheeks flushed when you made eye contact with him.

"Y/n, did you know there's a dance going to be held at the school on Valentine's day?" He asks, setting his pencil to the side.

"Really?" You look up at him, tucking your pencil behind your ear out of habit.

"I was wondering... If you wanted to go? With me? Like.. As a date.." He mutters, cheeks even more pink.

You smile and take his hand in yours. "I'd love to." Your cheeks flush as well when he smiles up at you, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

In the center of his ruby irises a white heart had formed, his sockets go half lidded as he sits up and scoots closer to you.

You shyly open your arms for him, and he pulls you into a right hug. "Y/n, you have no idea how happy that makes me.." He whispers next to your ear. Giving you a soft peck to the side of your neck.

You gasp with flushed cheeks. "Amour I.."

"I love you too, Darling." He whispers with a soft smirk, pecking your lips.

Time seemed to slow down for the rest of the night, since all you could focus on was his captivating eye lights as they stared down at you with desire and lust.

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On the day of the dance, you held hands with him as he walked you into the gym. With the crowds you thought he'd be uncomfortable, but he seemed to be quite fine.

He kept you close however, ever since that night Amour seemed a little more clingy, not that you minded of course you found it cute.

He pecked you on the temple, leaving only for a few minuets to get you both something from the snack table.

You sat on the bleachers waiting for him when a guy around your age sat next to you. "Hey do you have a date?" He asks.

You lift a brow at him. "Yeah, my boyfriend is at the snack table. He'll be back any minuet."

"Please, that's just an excuse." He smirks, taking your hand in his so he can kiss your knuckles.

You swat your hand away and out of his touch, you scoot back a foot or two. "Seriously dude, go away."

He doesn't though, he only gets closer.

Wings behind him spread to their full length, before a hand grabs him by the throat. "Didn't she tell you to leave her alone?" Amour hisses.

You sigh in relief at the sight of him.

The male struggles in the skeletons grip, before he's harshly thrown down the side of the bleachers hitting every step down.

Amour glares down at the male with daggers, a frown on his face as he grit his teeth.

His gaze softens once it meets your eyes. "Are you alright darling?" He sits next to you, worry in his eyes.

You nod and wrap your arms around him. "Thank you."

He smiles and wraps his arms around your waist. "Anything for you darling." He purrs, his grip a little tighter then usual.

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You had woken up a little wobbly, feet still sore from being on your feet all night at the dance before.

Amour had walked you home last night then left shortly afterwards, after a kiss goodnight of course.

You walked into your kitchen, prepared to get a cup of coffee or something to wake you up and maybe some toast.

You silently wished your boyfriend had stayed the night, his cooking was amazing. But he said he had things to attend to and he'd see you later.

After getting some toast, you walked into the living room, only to drop your plate making it shatter on the floor.

Upon the coffee table was the head of the boy that creeped on you last night, a heart shaped box next to him covered in blood.

You feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist, and a voice whisper..

"Happy Valentine's day, Darling."

End...? I hope you enjoyed! This was an early Valentine's gift!