𝐌𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓[Yandere!Magolor x Fem!Reader](DISCONTUNIED)

★ Chapter 12

Ever since the four left Earth, Magolor has kept himself alone in the Lor StarCutter. The three of them stayed human, but not Taranza. But for what reason? (Y/N) wasn't there for him to have company. So why did he want to be alone so often.

Marx suddenly spawns in Magolor's room. Again. It's actually kinda starting to piss him off.
"Hey, Mags! What were you doing alone in your bedroom?" Marx cocks his head to the side. A confused look in his eyes as he smirked.

"Why are you here?" Magolor asked. He laid on his back flat on the bed. Looking up at the ceiling.

Marx seems offended by Magolor's sudden attitude. "I don't see why you have you panties in a twist" he rests his thumb on his own cheek, "you seem to be having the time of your life here, depressingly looking up at the ceiling." He smirks with a slight chuckle.

Magolor rolls his eyes, "shut up."

He looks to the side, at Marx, "and you didn't answer my question. Why are you here?"
Marx giggled and spun around in a circle a few times, "Well... Susanna and Tara wanted to know if you wanted to get ice-"

"I don't want any Ice cream, Marx." He looks look up again.

"Really!?" Marx raised an eyebrow, "Damn, your so depressed you don't even want ice cream!"
"I'm not depressed, Marx."

Marx didn't really know how to reply so they both awkwardly stay still for a few seconds.

"Well, bye Marx!" Magolor gets up and pushes him out of the Lor.
He reaches the front door and shoved Marx outside. "Well you don't have to be rude!" Marx sticks his tongue out at him as Magolor rolls his eyes.

The door slides shut. "Finally some peace and quiet..." He rests his back against the door and slowly slides down. "Maybe I am depressed. I just wish I was with..."
He feels the blood rush to his face as he thinks of you. "...(Y/N)."
"I love her so much... I- I..." Magolor couldn't think straight. He throws his head down into the palms on his hands.

"I miss her so much..." Magolor feels his hands becoming damp with hot tears. "I- I love you (Y/N)... please be mine. J- just...

please be my Sweetheart..."

(Y/N)'s POV

Get him out of your head...
Get him out of your head...
Get him out of your head...
Why won't he get out of my head?

It's been only two days since him and his friends left and I can't stop thinking of him. Every day I expect him to come into my room...

to caress me...
and hold me...
and kiss me...

Just stop thinking about him! H- he's crazy! How could I love someone who's a psychopathic murder who's twisted and fucked up motives are driven by lust!?

Oh, but his beautiful yellow eyes... his loving stare... as if I could feel his hands wrap around me right now, and his hot breath against my neck.

Wait a second...

That feels a little too real.

Second Person POV:

You open your closed eyes and see the one you thought had lost you forever. "Oh my perfect little Princess, did you miss me?~" your body trembles from his touch. "M- Magolor!?" Magolor chuckles loudly and turns your body around. He pats your head with an adoring smile on his face. His hood was pulled further back than it used to be and his scarf wasn't even on his face.

Seeing him more clearly without the shade covering his face made you blush more. "You love me don't you?~" he giggles, his voice was shaky and coated with mania. "I- if you don't... I don't know what I'll do!~" he pulls you closer, a pleading look in his yellow eyes. "Please tell me that you love me, Y/n!~ Please love me back!! I love you so much~"

Was he manipulating you?
And you didn't even notice...

"I- I do love you, Magolor..." You said that out of panic. Your tone was calm but you were freaking out on the inside.
What would he do if I said no!?
Why was he begging me!?
How did he get here!?

"Y- you do?" He tilts your chin up to look at him. He softly pressed his lips against yours.
"I'm so happy that you do~" he pulled away from the kiss and ran his fingers through your scalp.

"Bye, Sweetheart!~" he teleports away.

Third Person POV:

Yes, yes, yes! Oh my stars, yes!

Magolor spins around in circles as he looks up at the Lor's big screen, "Did you hear that Lor!? She loves me! Oh my Nova, she loves me too!!" The Lor responded with some nonchalant beeping. It obviously didn't really care, even the ship knew he was losing his mind.

"And look!" He pulls a small bag out of his cape, "it's her hair...!" He holds the bag close to his chest endearingly. "Isn't she just perfect!?" He caresses both sides of his face, bag still in hand. In response to his irrational actions, the Lor brought up on the screen pictures of white padded rooms. "Stop it! I'm not going insane!"

He put the bag back in his cape. "We're in love! You wouldn't understand..." The Lor stopped responding to him after that. Magolor walked over the computer and wis whole screen flooded with these black and white photos. No... Videos...

They were of every room in your home.

They had time stamps and dates on them. Was Magolor seriously stalking you!?

No... he's always been doing this... he's been been watching you since day one. All because of Love...

All because of lust.

[Guess who's back. Back again.]