Philophobia (Yandere! Sugawara X Reader)

| Part XVI: You Are Deadly |

━━ 🏐 🏐 🏐 ━━

"Me and (Y/N) are perfect." Clearly. As together as a lilac blossoming in the warm spring heat. Nothing could sever that. Not Nana, not Daichi, my mother... or (Y/N).

(Y/N). (Y/N)! I could not miss her showering session. Moreover, I was in the process of murdering one of her closest friends!

It took courage, and my bulging muscles to refrain from strangling her much further. As I pulled away, I heaved breathes.

Her eyes were reaching the back of her head, and drool trickled down her chin. She didn't speak. Or-- she couldn't speak. Not until she was finished gasping for the air that it felt like she'd ran out of. "...(Y/N)! I have to leave right now..."

As I stretched my hand into her pocket, Nana's trembling hand clumsily grasped my sleeve. "Y-You... don't feel any... remorse? Look at what you've... done to me..."

Her voice admittedly startled me -- drawing me out of my infatuated trance. "No. Not an ounce of it." Immediately, I jerked my arm away from her, retrieving her cell phone.

Watching as her arms fell to side; utterly defeated, Nana breathed out and remained still. "If you tell (Y/N)-- anyone, anything ... I will do something much worse than killing you, Nana." Smiling, pleasantly, my eyes narrowed on her as my fingers combed through locks of her blonde hair.

"I've been... wanting to do that to you for a very long time now, really. Although; if you're a good girl, then that won't happen." Leaning away, I stepped back; unaware of the switchblade that I'd left lying on the floor.

I peeled myself away from her, acknowledging the satisfaction I'd been feeling... but I also acknowledged that it'd been temporary. To satiate the rabid beast within me... I knew that I'd need to see more than that expression on her face.

I'd need blood.

"Shit..." Nana whispered, silently sobbing on the desk; slipping in and out of consciousness at every passing moment. "(Y/N)..."

"...I am so sorry for you..."

━━ 🏐 🏐 🏐 ━━

Smiling leisurely, I idly stood near the utility pole (Y/N) spotted me beside the last time. Now, I'm not enough of a dimwit to return to the same place she nearly caught me near, but...

"Whose a good boy, hm?" Lifting up a piece of raw liver, I kneeled, occasionally glancing towards (Y/N)'s room.

I hadn't seen any semblance of her yet, but the lights from her room illuminated the darkness surrounding me. She must've been still awake.

The Australian Shepard that I'd tamed a few minutes ago had been less aggressive with me, and more friendly. The more meat I offered, the faster it thrashed it's tail from side to side.

He eyed me, begging for the last piece to be fed to him from the other side of the gate. "I should get a dog of my own..."

Reaching into my bag, I retrieved more meat. But this sort had been specially made; designed to meet the mutts taste, and make him ecstatic from snout to tail. "Even though... I can't stand defiance."