𝖍𝖝𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

Yandere Chrollo x Reader [I've Denied Myself Long Enough]

Top!Chrollo

Bottom!Y/N

Author: ddarkerdreams (on ao3)

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Some situations didn't seem plausible outside of movies.

Being an ordinary person without any significant happening to you was how you lived most of your life. Even when you met Chrollo for the first time, you didn't think much of it. He was handsome and charming, but had the facade of a normal person every time you spoke.

Life became a downwards spiral after that.

He was subtle in the beginning. There were little coincidences that were too innocent to mask a malevolent intent. You didn't give it a second thought when he'd run into you at your favorite coffee place, or when he'd caught you on the way to a movie. It's a small world, right?

It began to increase in intensity after the first few weeks. Chrollo would always be around you, not that you ever minded. He was well spoken, charismatic, and interested in what you said. He even gave you gifts every now and then, things that you specifically tailored to your interests. How he knew you were into the items he gifted you with, you were never sure.

It had to be pure intentions... right?

As you stare at him now, reality crashing down over you, you realize just how wrong you were.

Opening the door to your apartment after a long day, you felt exhaustion taking over you. It had been a testing day at work, there was nothing more inviting than lazily lounging in your bed for hours.

But when you turn on your lights, shock ripples in waves throughout your being at the sight of Chrollo sitting on your couch. In your apartment.

"What the fuck?" you blurt out, going to cover your mouth in shock. Your hands loosen from the bitter mix of confusion and surprise, your bag hitting the ground. Chrollo looks up to see you, bookmarking the page he was on.

"Ah, [First], you're back early."

Your overworking brain doesn't even have time to process the stalking implications of his words, as you stare incredulously at the intruder in your apartment. Alarm bells were ringing in your head as you quickly process your options, sweat starting to roll down your temple.

Stumbling a step back, your hand begins to slowly hover over the doorknob. Chrollo notices your actions, an airy laugh leaving his person. He uncrosses his legs, and places his book down.

Your eyes are incapable of processing how fast he moves, as Chrollo appears next to you in what feels like an instant. A gasp leaves your lips as he gently places his hand over your own, leading it away from the door knob.

He was so close to you now, towering over you by a few inches. He places a hand on your mouth for a moment, most likely anticipating that you were going to scream.

"I have no intention on harming you. But I can't say the same for anyone who would come if you scream," Chrollo explains smoothly. "Nod your head if you understand."

Adrenaline was beginning to pump throughout your entire body, primal instincts wanting to take over. The difference in your strength was laughable, and you mull silently over your options. Much to your own chagrin, you obediently nod your head as he had instructed.

Content with your response, he moves his hands away from your person. It looks like he's thinking as well, and you dread to know what words he would say next.

"I must admit, I had gotten a bit careless," he muses to himself, a hand on his chin. "I was into the book I was reading, and you got home earlier than you normally do."

Considering the situation, he doesn't seem impacted whatsoever. In fact, it felt to you that he didn't care at all. Where most people would be without words if caught in another's home, Chrollo was smooth and calm.

"W-why... why are you here?" you manage to stutter out, voice meeker than you wanted it to be. Chrollo smiles at you, eyes containing a fondness that mingled with darker intentions.

"You're more naive than I thought. I've liked you for quite some time now. Have you really not noticed, [First]?" his tone is teasing, making your cheeks flush. You thought you were arrogant for thinking someone like Chrollo would take interest in you, and never thought about it again.

"That doesn't answer my question!" you exclaim, frustration mounting and finally overflowing. Chrollo places his pointer finger to his lips, in a shushing motion. He must've thought you were being too loud.

You're entire body feels like it's on fire, emotions heightened and on edge.

"You're insistent."

Chrollo leans forward slightly, hovering over your shivering being. You can feel warmth emanating from him, the scent of his cologne making you lightheaded. He was close, so close to you.

"I'm a thief, love," Chrollo whispers to you, voice unwavering. "And I've denied myself long enough."