Lured [Yuwin]

「THIRTY THREE」

Kun stormed out of the hospital, running to the beach and diving into the waves. He had always excelled at magic, especially the dark arts. His mother had made it a point to make sure he knew how to stir up the strongest potions, but he had no use of those potions. Until now.

The siren grabbed the materials he needed, and started brewing, he felt horrible, really. But there was no way. No way that he was letting someone he loved leave him again, he was already too broken, he- he needed Yuta there for him. He desperately needed Yuta there to make him whole. In the midst of his thoughts, he didn't realize his potion was already ready, and he had made it too strong, but he never noticed.

Kun poured a vial of it, and his eyes glinted dangerously. "You will love me." Kun muttered, pocketing the vial. A clear vial meant the potion was for innocent love, but this time, the potion Kun had made had a black tinge to it.

 

Obsessive love.

 

Possessive love.

Or as people nowadays call it. Yandere love.

Kun swam back to the surface, heading to Yuta's treehouse, and started cooking up a storm. Soon, the Japanese came back, and he was greeted with the sight of a table of warm food covering the table. "Wha-" "Come on, I made dinner for you, I thought we could have dinner together- for old times sake?" There was a part in Yuta which told him to not trust Kun, but to be honest, he was willing to trust the siren.



Kun had taken care of him- well, technically not but he was all Yuta depended for an entire month, so he gave the younger the benefit of the doubt. Kun picked up a plate on the table, starting to fill his plate with food. Yuta shook his head as Kun started eating, they were eating from the same plate, Kun couldn't have planted anything.

What he didn't notice, was the fact that Kun always took the food on the left. The chicken wings, the grilled potatoes, and Kun had taken none of the soup.

Yuta smiled as he filled himself a bowl of soup, gulping it all down before he started to eat. Kun's eyes turned dangerous for a split second, but Yuta didn't notice, the food was too good. Yuta suddenly felt groggy, but his head cleared almost immediately, and Kun smiled at him, caressing his face.

"Baby, you alright? You looked dizzy just now." Yuta broke into a smile, pulling Kun closer to him. "The only reason I'm not alright is because I'm too far from you." Kun blushed slightly, and Yuta pulled them even closer, their lips closer than ever.

"You're mine forever, Kun, get it?" Yuta's voice suddenly dipped dangerously, making the siren shudder. "Get it?" Kun nodded, not thinking too much of it. He caught Yuta's lips with his own, but this time weirdly, Kun was losing. The older always gave in easily, but this time, Yuta's kiss was ferocious, even more passionate than Kun's and he pinned the siren to the table, his kiss way more dominant than usual.

"Yu- Yuta-" The Japanese picked him up, and they crashed into the bedroom, the Japanese throwing him onto the bed. "Do you love me?" he growled. "Y- yes.." kun muttered, and Yuta smiled his innocent and healing smile, his eyes dark with lust.

"That's all I need to hear, just remember one thing. You belong to me. Me, and only me."

 

"Understand, Kun?"

 

"Y-y- yes-"

"Louder."

"Yes.."