𝐿𝓊𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓎 || Yandere!Tamaki x reader x Mirio

52. Rebellion

Sighing softly to yourself, you ran the water through your hair, washing it thoroughly. After begging and begging, you finally managed to take a shower by yourself. At first, Mirio forced you to get cleaned by him or Tamaki, sometimes both, and it always made you sick.

They still didn't understand that you didn't love them. You could never love them, after the things they did. You hated them. But they were delusional, and maybe that was a good thing. Because if they knew the truth, you would probably be dead by now.

Still, you enjoyed these small moments of privacy you got, where you could disassociate yourself from all of this, and pretend you never knew them. That you were just alone in your home, taking a shower.

But you got forced back to reality when you stepped out of the shower, seeing Tamaki waiting for you outside. Feeling your face flush in embarrassment, you grabbed a towel, covering yourself up. Tamaki didn't seem to care, considering how he had seen you naked plenty of times before, but you still couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"I-I was thinking, why don't we talk to Mirio about it today? We should get it over with before it's too late." He spoke in a low voice, not wanting his lover to hear.

"Are you sure? I mean, I don't even know what to say." You replied hesitantly, feeling the dread already begin to twist in your stomach.

"It would be a perfect time. M-Mirio is going to be home all day today since he doesn't have work. Go get dressed, and just, follow my lead." He told you.

After you got changed into some fresh clothes, you followed Tamaki out to the kitchen, where Mirio was sitting and eating breakfast. "Good morning, lovelies, how are you doing?"

"W-we're okay. We want to talk to you about something." Tamaki took a seat across from him at the table, pulling a chair back for you to sit in. You followed, sitting beside him.

"Uh, sure. What is it?" He asked hesitantly, his once happy-go-lucky mood now dampened slightly.

"We, u-uhm, w-we-"

"We don't want to keep the baby."

You blurted out, knowing that if Tamaki didn't say it now, he never would. Deep down, you knew you would have to say it. You always did. You were just preparing yourself.

That made Mirio stop, picking at his food and staring at you both. His blue eyes widened, his smile disappearing. "What?"

"I-it's just- neither of us think we're ready for this yet. We just became adults, we have our whole lives ahead of us. Not now, but maybe, after some time-"

"I can't believe this. We have a chance of being a family, and you just want to throw it all away. What's wrong with you?" He snapped, and he was much angrier than you hoped he would be.

"Mirio, w-we love you, but we're just not ready to be a family like that. Not yet." Tamaki replied, growing scared, while you were getting angry.

"It's my body, and it was my life until you ruined it all. I have the right to choose what I want to do. Not you. I don't want it, and neither does Tamaki." You yelled back.

Mirio always liked being in control, and knowing that he lost it, that both his loves were going against him, betraying him and backing him into a corner, it was too much for him to handle. So he lost it. 

"I don't care! You are going to keep this baby, and you will both learn to keep us as a happy, loving family. We will get our happy ending, no matter what you want, because eventually, you will want this. So we're doing it now."

With that, Mirio grabbed your arm, pulling you out of your chair and down the stairs to the basement, while you tried to fight him off, pleading him to stop, to leave you alone, and let you go. He didn't, instead, he pushed you onto the mattress, cuffing your hands again, and going back upstairs.

--

A couple of days passed since Mirio's outburst, and you've been stuck in the basement since Tamaki brought you food instead since Mirio was angry with you and didn't want to speak with you. "I'm so sorry, (y/n). What Mirio's doing is wrong, and I wish I could stop him, but he's really set on this."

You didn't answer, continuing to eat instead. You were never getting out of here, were you? But then, you came up with an idea, a way to fight back. You finished up your food, handing the empty tray to Tamaki.

"You tell Mirio to come down here when he's ready. I'm not going to let him win." 

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And so began your long fight with Mirio. You refused to eat when he fed you, making him get angrier, to the point where he had to hold you down and force the food into your mouth and made you chew.

"You're going to keep that baby. Tamaki can have his next. But this baby, it's mine, sunshine." He would tell you when Tamaki wasn't around. He would say he wasn't going to give up, but neither were you.

A couple more weeks passed, and you began getting really sick, the vomiting coming back even worse, as well as stomach cramps. Mirio held your hair back, saying soothing things to you, telling you everything would be okay, not that you really believed it.

"Could you, uhm, give me a minute? I need to take care of some business." You told Mirio, and thankfully, he understood and left you alone.

Rocking back and forth, you held your stomach, groaning at the pain, god it was hell. Once you finished, you glanced in the toilet and saw it. Blood.

Shock ran through you, and you walked out of the bathroom, and over to Tamaki and Mirio. "I don't think I'm pregnant anymore."

(A/N: ....Yeah

Well, I guess that's one problem handled

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