Bandages (Yanderes X Reader)

Too Much

"Oh my god Alexandre, I invited you to eat, not criticize my decoration taste!" you mumble through a mouth of chinese food. 

Alexandre shrugs, "Its garbage, not my fault." 

"Whatever. Eat your food, you absolute toddler." you laugh a little. The mahogany haired male puts down your phone, where he was looking at pictures of your apartment. A studio, very small, but you had put up posters. Your old room still had some of the posters, so it still felt like yours, although the air was a bit off. It didn't quite smell like you anymore.

Alexandre would never tell you that the entire week you were gone, he slept in your room. Not on the bed, he's not gutsy enough. It was just to make sure Lilren didn't get any bright ideas...

His back is sore and crackly from sleeping on the ground, a very unpleasant experience. However, all pain is washed away as he glances at you, just blissful to be in your presence. Your phone dings, stealing your attention away from Alexandre. He scowls as you reach over, and begin replying to whatever nuisance is texting you.

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Meanwhile, a certain white haired male is blushing, kicking his legs around like a teenage girl in love. "Oh my god, oh my god" he says breathlessly, rolling back onto his stomach. Remi stares at the three floating bubbles indicating that you are typing. He grins as your response pops up.

You:

Uh hey this is Remi from school, I got your number from Edmund Wildes.

Remi omits that he almost pissed his pants and lost his neck doing so. The man is scary.

Y/n:

oh heyyyyyy wassup

im just kinda chilling rn, chinese food is op

You:

Oh, that's really cool. There is a restaurant called Seven Halls near our school. It is more of a sushi place, so I'm not sure if you would enjoy it though.

Y/n:

broooooo yessssss

i will eat any food

with the exception of peanut butter

You:

Are you allergic to tree nuts? I can check the menu to make sure they don't use tree nuts in their ingredients.

Y/n:

awwww ur too nice

but nope, i just dont like the texture w

Remi flushes, screen-shotting the text that you sent. He continues texting you, under the guise of talking about the school project. Although you both are in different classes, you have the same assignments.

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"Y/n, would you stop being such a phone addict? You are going to burn your retinas." Alexandre says with a clipped tone.

You look up guiltily, sending a quick 'gtg' to Remi. You feel bad, you haven't seen your friend in a while. "Sorry..." you say, smiling slightly to ease the tension. 

"Tch, whatever." he says. He digs his fork into the rice (this man can't use chopsticks to save his life) and swirls around the soy sauce. You peer over and raise an eyebrow. 

"Who the frick uses that much soy sauce?" you tease. Alexandre rolls his eyes, stretching out his legs. 

"Me, duh." he smiles, before quickly putting on a scowl. "Who were you texting?"