" you never loved me. you only loved the idea of me. " y/n stated, but king didn't want to believe it.
hello friends! welcome back to another journey of ups and downs featuring a yandere in the middle of dream smp. what will happen when king learns...
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" HAVE FUN, AND stay safe sweethearts!" delores exclaimed, standing at the front doorframe, watching as king and milo ran down the steps of their driveway, wearing fancy tuxedos.
"no can do, mom!" milo turned around and shouted back, making king push him. their mom smiled at the sound of their laughter, happy that she chose to stay longer to witness her two youngest sons graduating high school soon.
while delores was still watching their figures tread down the sidewalk, becoming smaller and smaller the farther they walked, she heard some footsteps shuffling behind her, a figure standing right behind her and wrapping an arm around her waist. "you think they won't cause trouble?" leonard asked, smiling. "mm... maybe milo will." delores replied, the two parents looking at one another and chuckling.
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KNOCKING SOUNDED AT the front door, prompting y/n to rush even more, trying to gather themselves up whilst their mother answered the door. upon opening it, there stood king on the front porch, adjusting the hems of his tuxedo. y/n's mother flashed a kind smile his way.
"hellooo! you here to pick up my y/n?" mother spoke with a cheerful tone. king chuckled. "yes mam." he bowed his head down in curtesy before taking a step inside your house for the first time through the front door. his eyes observed the main space, seeing the stairs on his left and the living room down the hallway in front of him, almost similar to the layout at his house.
some heavy steps clouded the space, a tall figure stepping out from the kitchen and staring right at king with a dead expression. "honey, this is y/n's date." mother cooed, still holding a polite smile. father just resorted to crossing his arms, his eyes scanning over king carefully like he was dangerous. it was his first time formally meeting your parents and he didn't wanna fuck it up.
interrupting the moment, a new pair of footsteps were heard coming from the staircase. you clutched the side of your dress out of nervousness, slowly descending each step. your parents and king's eyes were attentive on your figure, glimmers of adoration appearing in everyone's eyes. when you looked up, you made eye contact with king, giving him a warm smile that made his heart flutter.
