The Minimalist (yandere!Tears of Themis x reader)

a very yandere thanksgiving

the smell of food wafted all throughout the house. 

Artem and Vyn were busy in the kitchen, sleeves rolled all the way up as they put the finishing touches on the meal for the 4 members of the house. 

"hand me the garlic." Artem siad.

Vyn passed him the garlic paste, it was much easier to use than having to cut up their own garlic. he added a tablespoon to the food he was making, and stirred it. 

"oven mitt." VYn said. 

artem leaned over and handed the doctor the mitt. they typically refused to cook together. both of them had different tastes and preferences. but today was a special day. one that they all agreed to get along on. 

there would be no fighting, no bickering, not even a teasing comment. 

so the house was fairly silent. no one wanted to upset their 4th member. 

artem moved behind vyn and put his knife in the sink, he glanced out of the small cut out and stared longingly at the two people on the couch. 

marius couldn't cook. no, he had tried to, one time, and somehow manged to set a pot of water on fire. they had to get a new stove, and they needed to repaint the ceiling. the fire department almost got called, but luckily VYn was there in time. 

since Marius couldn't cook, it meant he was the one that got to spend time with her. 

their lover. 

artem sighed wistfully. 

"don't cut yourself." Vyn muttered. 

artem glanced down and found the knife pointing towards him as he washed the handle. 

he grunted a thank you and finished up the dishes. 

inside the living room, the television was playing, and Marius was snuggled closely to what looked like a bundle of blankets. 

closer inspection showed a girl, wrapped in a yellow banket. 

her cheeks were hollowed from not eating, bags rested under her eyes. 

there was a dark bruise on her cheek, and all over her body were various scars, burn marks, bruises, and hickies. 

a heavy leather collar with a leash attached to a steel loop on the floor, hung around her neck. 

her stomach growled loudly, the smell of food was painful for her. 

"are you excited darling?" Marius whispered giddily. 

he squeezed her fragile and broken body closer to his. her face twisted in a slightly wince. 

"y-yeah, im really hungry." she said. 

vyn hadn't been feeding her. he wanted her to be so ravenous that she had no choice but to sit down and enjoy a meal with the three men. not only that, but her weakened state made it easier to order her around and force her to do things. 

Artem didn't like it, but he knew it was the only way she would eat with them. and he was desperate to spend time with her. 

marius didn't care. as long as he got to hold her, and she didn't scream or actively try to get away from him, he didn't care. 

his lips trailed over her bruised cheek and down to her neck. a little shudder went through Y/n. she couldn't tell if it was from enjoyment or disgust anymore. 

she couldn't tell anything. 

her mind had been broken a long time ago. and now they were just waiting for her to come around. to love them the way they loved her.