Yandere x Reader

The Basement

I heard footsteps approach then the door unlocked and opened revealing Tim. He was dressed sharply with a nice shirt and some jeans. I smiled politely hoping this would end well.

"Hi y/n you look amazing." He smiled then looked at what I was carrying. "Wow she even brought pie! You didn't have to do that. I mean not that I'm complaining but." He chuckled softly and looked at me. "I hope you like pumpkin, I made it myself". "Like pumpkin? I love pumpkin!" He held his door open and backed out of the doorway making room. "Would you like to come in?" I nodded and walked in the door squeezing past him as he politely held the door for me.

As I entered his house I noticed the inside was a pretty country style. The floor was a dark beautiful wood. The walls were a soft gray almost white color. As you enter you walk into what looks like his living room. Then on the left is a doorway that opens into his kitchen and attached dining room. On the right looks like a little bathroom. And towards the back of the livingroom is a little door maybe a basement? Then there's stairs that go up the right wall and I'm assuming that's where his bedroom is and maybe some other rooms.

In his livingroom there's a cozy little couch and two recliners one on each side of said couch. There's a coffee table in front of the couch. Above the fireplace is a fairly big size flat screen tv and above that some mounted deer antlers.

"Make yourself at home y/n dinner is almost ready. Here i'll take that to the kitchen for ya." He held his arms out towards the pie and I gently put the pie on them for him. "Thank you. Do you need any help with anything?" I look up at him with a polite smile but he shakes his head. "No but thank you. You just sit and look pretty. I can't let you do any kind of work your my guest and that would make me a bad host." "Well alright but if you need help I really don't mind." He nodded and left into the kitchen. I sat on the couch and could hear the sounds of plates and silverware being moved.

After a few minutes he came back in the livingroom. "Dinner is ready m'lady." He smiled at me almost looking like a proud child. "Thank you for telling me kind sir. Lead the way." I slightly quietly giggled to myself at his childish expression and nodded. I got up and he lead me into his dining room.

On the way I noticed his kitchen had a basic oven. A nice refrigerator that was half fridge and half freezer. It had some cabinets and a island in the middle. It had a cute little sink and a window looking outside above the sink. In his dining room was a table with 4 chairs. The table and chairs were wooden and the chairs had little brown cushions atop them. There was a light that hung above the table and it was a fairly bright bulb but the cover was a mason jar. It was super cute and a light idea I had never seen before.

I blushed lightly as I looked back at the table and noticed Tim had pulled my chair out for me. "You d-didn't have to do that Tim really! But t-thank you.." I got flustered slightly being not used to men acting kind and well like a gentlemen towards me. I sat down and he gently pushed my chair with me in it up to the table. "You don't have to thank me y/n. Some men were still raised right." He winked at me and I wasn't sure if he was playing or flirting.

I looked down and saw
-favorite dinner- and was slightly surprised but decided it was a happy coincidence. "Wow this is actually my favorite kind of dinner Tim. We must have the same taste in food." I laugh softly and he just smirks at me. "Call it a lucky guess and some luck for us having the same taste in good food." He smiled and began eating. I hesitated being shy and awkward about eating around people. "Please don't be shy go ahead and eat. If your still hungry there's always plenty for second plates." He chuckled and I nodded as I began eating.

My eyes lit up at tasting how wonderful the food was. "T-This is amazing! Where'd you learn to cook like this?" I looked up at him curiously. "My Mother taught me when she was still alive. I would always watch her in the kitchen and eventually I picked up her skills by watching and soon doing." I hesitated feeling bad about him losing his Mom but nodded.