lover || one-shot book

chapter 1 || meant to be yours...<3

Genre: angst, horror, very light lime
Pairing: yandere!kokichi x fem!Y/N
Word Count: 1102
TWs: yandere, stockholm syndrome
Listen to while reading: strange addition by billie eilish, nightmares by ellise, killing me softly (with his song) by fugees (i'm so sorry)
Note: this isn't romantic y'all

your pov:
"crackerjack~", he sang, entering the basement, " aren't you eager to see me!" he walked over to you. if you weren't tied to a chair, you would have started running. this man terrified you, but somehow, you felt attracted to him. but running away from him now is too late now. you'd crawl back to him. you cared too much. he was your personalized walking nightmare, but you knew for a fact you'd take a life for him if he asked you to.

"yes, love. i am.", it came natural to you to call him that by now. he grinned, like a madman. "nishishi~ so glad to hear that." he stroked your hair. he untied you. "let's clean you, alright?", he whispered into your ear. this triggered a fight or flight response, but you never show that. so, when your body shook, you had told him it was excitement. he seemed to enjoy that thought. he picked you up, carrying you bridal style. you got used to the fact he was way stronger than he looked, letting him carry you.

he set you down on the closed toilet seat, filling the bathtub with water, while undressing you. during doing that, he started attacking your neck, leaving hickeys everywhere. he didn't leave one part untouched. when he finished undressing you, he placed you into the bath, adding bubbles to it, before undressing to help you bathe. he got in behind you, rubbing himself against you. you felt a bit uncomfortable, but you would never dare say that out loud. he washed your hair and body with care. as he did, you noticed everything he used was the same as what you had back home. "i'm glad, you're starting to finally get comfortable with me.", he hummed into your ear. you could basically hear his smile. you just nodded, feeling his hands slowly rubbing along your sides. "don't mind if I do..." , he whispered, his hands fiddling with your nipples. you bit your lip, holding back a moan. he was too good, you couldn't say no, even if you wanted to. your hands subconsciously slipped to your womanhood, needed release. only for your hand to be slapped away. "i didn't tell you to do that, now did i crackerjack?~ guess you need punishment" he told me, seductively, getting out off the tub. he grabbed a handful of my hair, shoving me under water, trying to drown me. i didn't fight back. it would only make everything worse.

i heard a moan. at least, i thought it was that. it was quite muffled. his grip tightened, shoving me deeper. that's it. he'll finally kill me. my sight finally turned black, when i was pulled out of the water. "i hope, you didn't think, i'd actually let you die~", he groaned. he got dressed, before picking me up. he dried me off, leaving to get clothing for me. finally, some time for myself. i sat down on the ground, on the urge of tears. but i can't cry. if he sees me cry, he really will kill me.

after a while, kokichi returned, smiling at me softly. "come here, crackerjack.", he told me in a soft voice. this is what makes me stay. these moments of genuine affection are the reason i still stay with him. he dressed me up again, blow drying my hair, brushing and styling it. he pecked my cheek. "i love you, my pretty girl." he whispered. if he wasn't a complete psychopath, this might have been cute and sweet. in another life time, maybe this might have been a healthy, full functioning relationship. maybe, maybe, maybe...

"you've been awfully quiet, today, y/n..."

...fuck. i absolutely forgot. this is bad. "you're surely not thinking about leaving me, right? this world is filthy. you're way too good for this outside world. a queen. a goddess like yourself shouldn't be dirtied by this world. everyone is evil out there.", he had a tight hold onto my previously bruised neck, his nails digging into the sides of it. "i am not letting you leave. this is your home now. deal with it.", he spat out. "who do you have, who you could possibly run to?", he asked, knowing my answer.

silence followed, he smirked. i saw it in his mirror reflection. "see? you only have me left. no one loves you, besides me. because they're all dead. and guess what? it's your fault, crackerjack.", as much as i didn't want to hear that, i knew he was right.

"i'm sorry, kokichi.", i croaked out, staring passed his reflection. "i love you, kokichi. please, don't kill me.", i whispered, a single tear rolling down my cheek. "i'll do anything for you, so please, don't hurt me...", i whimpered, completely at his mercy. he chuckled at first, then he started laughing. he got off to seeing me like this. "i love seeing you at your limit, darling.", he whispered, his hand leaving my neck, only for his tongue to come in contact with it. he started to lick away the blood he had drawn from my neck.

"i know, you haven't seen it, but the official paper work for our marriage is finally done. can't you wait until ouma is your last name, crackerjack?~", he quietly sang into my ear. i turned red. i'm not even sure why. everything was so confusing.

"of course, love. y/n ouma sounds great, dear.", i replied, almost robotic, but it seemed good enough to him. my feelings didn't matter. i just needed to satisfy and agree with him. he smiled like a little kid, seemingly innocent. which, for a matter of fact, he is not. we held eye contact through the mirror, him pulling me into a hug from behind. i just leaned into him. i gulped, trying to hide that i did.

suddenly, he stood up, carrying me somewhere. his room. he harshly dropped me onto the bed. "fuuuuuck, you got me all riled up, so now, i fuck this little bitch.", he groaned, getting on top of me.

"i love you, crackerjack~", he hummed into my ear, getting ready to have his way with me.

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Author Note: i'm sorry to everyone, who got KS vibes, if any of you did. cause i kinda did.

[july 3rd 2022]