" 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...
◦♔ TW : stalking, obsessive behavior, mentions of depression and anxiety.
◦♔ Y/N/N - your nickname
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" WHY'D YOU HAVE to leave so soon?" king whined over the other line, plopping on his bed. y/n sighed, adjusting their communicator in the crook of their neck as they were doing something else. "it's not my choice, k. i want to stay with you the whole summer, trust me. but..." y/n sighed in exasperation once more.
"my parents wanna send me to that stupid getaway camp for a week. just a week, bubs. then i'll be back by friday i swear." you said, hearing king lightly breathing on the other end. "you promise?" king asked in a quiet tone that made you smile. "i promise, k. just be patient. for me." king swallowed, closing his eyes to bask in your words with his whole heart.
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WELL... THE LEAST WE could say is that king did not stay patient whatsoever. during the week you were away from him in another city that he didn't know the name of, he basically snapped, thinking of every single thing that could go wrong.
what if you got hurt and he couldn't help you? what if you had to stay longer? what if you never came back? all those thoughts lingered in king's mind. you were the only thing that filled up his brain to the point where he began skipping meals, trying to keep himself together in the isolation of his bedroom.
he paced around his room at night, looking awfully unhinged [ah i smell the parallelism]. he got irritated at the little things, milo or santos sometimes going to his bedroom door to beckon him out, being unsuccessful. he started writing and scribbling down your name and love letters in an empty notebook [more parallelism oml i am the parallel king]. he craved you so badly. he's been on a streak with you, hanging out almost everyday. and now that you were gone for more than a night or two, he absolutely hated it.
the more he realized it, he had this fresh, simmering feeling coursing through him. he was the magnet and you were the metal. he was utterly attracted to you.. infatuated with you. you were the only person that truly made him happy, and he needed that feeling right now.. because now he feels stuck. lost. like he's nothing without you. he's going insane and he knows what the antidote is: you. but you're not even here. what the fuck was that about?
