[Burning Desires] Yandere! Female! Braixen x Male Trainer

Chapter Elevan

Braixen's POV:

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

AH!

I nearly fall out of the couch in fear as my nap gets interrupted.

Ah, I guess the cake is done. Great.

I get up from the couch and walk to the kitchen.

A wonderful scent of cake fills the kitchen atmosphere as I open the oven.

It looks perfect. Not big, not small either.

Just something that would fit perfectly in a small box.

I take the oven mittens and take out the cake. I place it on a plate.

...

Hmm, it needs some decoration.

I grab some icing from the top cabinet and squeeze onto the cake.

My smile grows a little as Y/N enters my mind.

Watching Y/N cook really paid off, hasn't it?

[5 Minutes Later]

And.. there! All done!

Wow, this actually looks good.

I gaze at the cake I made by myself, feeling so proud.

Its a perfect small size to fit inside of the cake giftbox.

I slowly and gently lift up the paper holding the cake on top of it and place it inside the giftbox.

This is turning out smoothly. Now all I need to do is-

My heart sinks in fear as I hear the door lock turn..

Y/N is home! I can't let him see this!

I close the giftbox and hide it under the table literally seconds before the door opens.

Y/N: "Hi Braixen! I'm back!" He says happily.

He walks inside and places a cloth bag onto the table.

I give him a big warm smile as I hug him tightly.

Y/N: "Guess you missed me?" He pets me on my head gently.

Feeling his soft touch feels nice to me.

Y/N: "I need to go do something upstairs real quick."

I let go of him as he walks upstairs.

..I wish I could've hugged him longer.

But anyway, wonder what's in here? I open the cloth bag to see some gifts.

Oh.. I guess they are for Cindy.. wait a minute..

I turn my head around to make sure Y/N isn't around.

An idea pops up into my head. I can hide the cake in this gift bag!

..But, If I leave it in there, people will think Y/N poisoned her since its in HIS bag..

So...

I'll just pin the blame on someone else..

I grab a marker and I take the cakebox under the table.

Who should I write?

...

F/N...

I write down F/N's name onto the box quickly and stuff it inside the giftbag.

People will think he caused it. Not me, or Y/N.

And I will have Y/N all to myself~

Sudden footsteps are heard from upstairs. I quickly throw the marker away and run into the living room.

Y/N: "I'm back. Hope you're excited about tomorrow."

Oh yes..

I am~

5/13/2021 12:14 PM

TO BE CONTINUED