《♤•Hard To Stay, Harder To Let Go•♤》{Yandere Osamu Dazai x Female Reader}

💋11: Don't.... please...💋

I awoke with a gentle yawn, stretching out my limbs. The tv was still on, now on a few episodes after the one I put on. I got up from the couch and checked my phone to look at the time. It was 11 at night. My stomach growled, signaling that I was hungry. Getting up from the couch I turned off the tv and went to go make something quick to eat. I slept surprisingly well, considering I remember crying myself to sleep.

I went to sit back on the couch with my food and checked my phone again. This time I had a bunch of texts and calls from Osamu.

'I guess my phone was on mute.'

I looked through the messages they all said something about: I'm sorry, call me, and can I see you. The only thing is that they seemed to get angrier and were sent with much less time between them.

'Geez.'

"I guess if he's ready to talk then..."

I sent him a text saying that he could come over if he was really ready to talk. To no surprise, he was overjoyed and said he'd be here as soon as possible. He arrived 19 minutes later, knocking on the door.
I hesitantly stood up, still slightly frightened by what he would do, or what mood he was in.

'It's been a few hours so I'm sure he's not mad anymore if he was earlier.'

I did my best to assure myself that everything would be okay, but some part of me still wouldn't be convinced. I opened the door slightly, with the top latch still connected to the door, just in case.

"Hi, Osamu......" I peeked outside, seeing him standing there.

"[Y/N], open the door." He calmly demanded, still keeping his distance from the door.

"Not yet, I don't feels safe right now. How do I know you won't lash out at me!?" I raised my voice at him, letting him know I wouldn't back down easily.

"Your being irrational [Y/N]. Jus-"

"No! I'm not letting you in. You wanted to hurt me earlier whether you realized it or not, and I never got an explanation for it!!" I cut him off, trying my best not to panic.

"Fine then, I got jealous." He stated, stepping ever so slightly closer to the door.

"Jealous? Of what?"

"Of Atsushi. He kept trying to get closer to you, but you're mine. Even worse, you didn't do anything to stop him." Osamu now placed his hand on the door, leaning down and peeking in at me. I backed up ever so slightly to give us more distance.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but please back away. Me and Atsushi are just friends, nothing more." I saw him stand up straight now.

"Let me in [Y/N]. It's about to rain." He gestured to the darkened and cloudy sky.

"Alright, but I'll..... Call the cops if you do anything." I closed the door to unlatch the chain and then opened it, met with an intimidating brunette. I was shocked to see him glaring at me.

'I knew that was a bad idea!'

Just as I tried to close the door, he pushed it open abruptly, hitting me with it. I fell after losing my balance, falling on my backside and hitting my head. I tried to get up as fast as I could when I recovered. It was no use. When I came to, the door was closed and Osamu was now in the apartment and on top of me.
He trapped me, putting most of his weight on me and taking my hands to place above my head. All in the blink of an eye and he started kissing me. It was a hungry kiss. A lustful kiss. I almost gave in.

Almost

I tried my best to push him off, wiggling underneath him, but I barely even moved at all. I tried to slide my hands out of his grip, but he squeezed even tighter. I winced at the pain. I felt Osamu's tongue poke at my lips, he realized I wouldn't willingly allow him to do let his tongue slither in. He decided he'd force me to give him full access to my mouth by grinding himself on me. I just barely opened my mouth, but it was enough for him.