More Yandere mha oneshots

♤~Katsuki Bakugou~♤

Aha dw just preventing arson-

I watched a series on youtube, Gemini Home Entertainment... yeah no, it was not a good idea. It was good, I'm never watching that again. But speaking of that, I think it'd be better for me to just stay away from horror for the time being, as evidenced by the fact that I only got an hour of sleep last night...

(And maybe disappointing ending since, as you can imagine, I'm pretttttttty tired right now)

----------- ☆~°+*¤ | From Now On, I'll Protect You P2 | ¤*+°~☆ ------------

"You should be happy, Eijiro~" the Demon said, dragging his fingers through the boy's red hair. "From what you told me, and just from looking at you, I can tell your father was abusing you... so, why are you so sad?"

There's no way his dad is actually dead, there's just no way...

"Why do you look so sad, Eijiro? Didn't you want this?" The Demon asked. "You were so sure this was the right choice... are you second-guessing yourself?" The Demon laughed. "It's too late to second-guess yourself now, Eijiro, your dad's already dead."

"... w... why...?" Eijiro asked himself. He wasn't asking the Demon. No, in reality, he was asking himself. Why did he have to do that?

Why did he have to ask a Demon to kill his father?

A better option would probably just be going to therapy, but with this Demon here, insisting it'll 'protect him'... that's obviously not an option anymore...

"You should go get some sleep, Eijiro. I bet you're just so tired, aren't you~?" The Demon asked.

"Huh? No, not..." Eijiro suddenly yawned. A sudden strange feeling of fatigue stronger than he'd ever felt before shot through his body the moment the Demon asked him the question. "H-huh...?"

"It sure sounds like you're tired." The Demon smiled, hand held Eijiro up off the ground. "You should head to bed, Eijiro."

"But... I'm... I'm not..." Eijiro tried to protest, but he just felt so tired all of a sudden, he could barely stand up by himself.

Eijiro fell into the Demon's arms, barely being able to keep his eyes open

"Oops-" the Demon lifted up Eijiro, holding him like it was his wedding day. "I guess I was right about you being tired..."

This would... look kind of cute, if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't at all.

Eijiro's eyes slowly opened...

"Nnng...?" He felt so... groggy. He wanted to dip back into the depths of unconsciousness, and embrace the comfort of sleep yet again, but... he just felt like he shouldn't.

He didn't know why, though...

He had such a strange dream.

He dreamt his father died, but for some reason, he wasn't happy about it.

After assuring himself it was just a dream, Eijiro got dressed, and opened his bedroom door, preparing to go downstairs without angering his dad.