They Call It Fate - Yandere! Boys x Reader

Chapter 36 - Compliant

The other five boys had rushed to the front of the house, practically piling on each other to see (Y/N).

The girl couldn't help but take a few steps back, a flurry of emotions whirling inside her. She couldn't even bear to look any of them in the eyes. She felt scared, angry, anxious, and, most importantly, embarrassed. It was hard to believe how easily they had gotten her back, and it hurt her pride to have to walk back into the large home. Not to mention she was still getting over how Reiji acted in the car. (Y/N) could only wonder if every other boy would treat her the same, which furthered her anxiety.

Haruki was the first to pipe up, "(Y/N), we're so happy to have you back."

He went up and embraced her in a tight hug. The girl only tensed in response, not bothering to pull away. She felt too tired and too powerless at that moment to put up any semblance of resistance. The boy pulled away moments later, giving a good look at her. It was clear she was shaken up. He spared a glance at Reiji, wondering what he might have said to her in the car. Haruki had expected her to be angry or, at the very least, resentful, but her (E/C) eyes held no fire. (Y/N) couldn't even look at him. He frowned. The brunette knew some of the others were extremely upset about their love's escape, but he felt pity for her. He would have to try to make her feel more at home.

(Y/N) was grateful to have some distance from the boy, letting out a breath she didn't even realize she was holding. She glanced upwards, seeing that she was practically surrounded at this point. The boys had formed a semi-circle around (Y/N), her back to the front door. Her eyes tracked the expression on each boy's face, trying to discern what they might be thinking. Haruki held a look of sympathy, Ryu looked relieved and somewhat frustrated at the same time, Takeo appeared furious but was trying to mask it, Yukio surprisingly seemed extremely worried, Shiro looked embarrassed, and Reiji, of course, held an almost invisible smirk on his face, pride glimmering in his eyes.

She couldn't bare having all eyes on her. She wanted to say something, anything, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, the girl opted to wait awkwardly until someone else finally did something. She didn't have to wait long. Hearing footsteps, (Y/N) jolted her head up and saw Takeo move toward her. No longer hidden, the angry expression on his face had worsened, sending shivers down the girl's spine. He roughly grasped her wrist, pulling her toward the stairs.

"I'm taking her to her room. You all can talk about what to do next. I don't give a fuck."

(Y/N) expected and hoped for retaliation from the others, but before they could make any protest, Reiji chimed in.

"That's fine. We'll stay down here." He glanced at the others, who all clearly disagreed with his decision, "And before any complaint, I'm responsible for her being back here. I'd appreciate some obedience in return."

The other four boys looked dejected, unable to find a solid rebuttal to Reiji's orders. (Y/N) held a horrified look on her face. Seeing how upset Takeo was, she was beyond scared to be alone with him. When her eyes met Reiji, he still seemed prideful as ever. He must be enjoying her fear.

Before she knew it, (Y/N) was on the second floor, drawing closer and closer to that dreaded door. She didn't even think of it as a room. It was a prison. Her gaze traveled to her wrist, still tightly engulfed by Takeo's large hand. They reached the door, and the girl could feel her breath hitch. The ravenette harshly shoved the door open, pulling (Y/N) inside with him.

He finally let go of her, turning around to close the door and lock it. (Y/N) watched him closely as he placed a small key back in his pocket. Suddenly he turned around and headed toward the girl. Fear overtook her. She backed away until hitting the soft mattress of the bed, the force causing her to lose her balance and end up seated on it. Takeo stood right in front, towering over her. He looked down with the same angry expression as earlier. (Y/N) felt herself begin the shake, and she averted eye contact with the boy. Takeo moved his hand toward her face, causing (Y/N) to close her eyes shut, expecting the worst.

However, to her surprise, the girl was met with a gentle caressing on her cheek. (Y/N) opened her eyes wide, taking in the expression the ravenette now wore on his rugged features. His eyes were soft and eyebrows furrowed, and his mouth was ever-so-slightly downturned, giving off a puppy-like look. She was shocked to see him acting so tenderly. Although (Y/N) could tell he often hid his emotions, she believed him to be genuinely furious earlier.

"Why... why would you leave?" His voice cracked slightly, sounding as though he had been holding in sobs.

Even though she knew that all of these boys were in the wrong, the teen couldn't help but feel guilty upon seeing Takeo behave in such a way. It was shockingly uncharacteristic.

"This isn't my home." She hesitated, seeing the broken look in his red eyes, "And... I don't feel safe here. I feel powerless." (Y/N) explained her feelings in earnest, hoping that if Takeo seemed so emotional, he might take her words into consideration.

The boy seemed surprised at her honest confession, shame eating away at his conscience. He abruptly leaned into the girl, pulling her into a bear-like hug.

"I'll protect you. I'll always protect you. You... mean the world to me, (Y/N)."

The girl hesitated in her response, knowing it would be better to bite her tongue, but she couldn't help but let out her true feelings.

"But why bring me here? Takeo... don't you think it's a bit much? Everything you all have done?"

Immediately (Y/N) felt the boy's grip on her tighten, causing her to wince from the sudden increase of strength.

"...T-Takeo?"

The ravenette remained silent, eerily so. (Y/N) felt fear begin to overtake her once again, completely unsure of what might be going on through Takeo's head. It wasn't fair that she had to tiptoe around these boys after all they had done to her. Although anxiety stilled held tight to her, the girl furrowed her brows, prepared to berate the teen currently coiled around her.

Before the captive could mutter a word of protest, Takeo suddenly shifted, releasing (Y/N) from the tight embrace. The girl had no time to process what he was doing when in a flash Takeo grabbed her shoulders and practically smashed his lips on to hers. It was somehow even more rough that the one Reiji has imposed on her not even an hour before. (Y/N) couldn't even begin to process what was happening. Was this going to be the response any time she complained of her predicament?

As (Y/N) began moving her hands to push the black-haired boy off, he swiftly moved in response. He grabbed both wrists in one hand while also taking the opportunity to grab her by the crook of her neck to deepen the kiss. The girl tried to yell at him at tell him to stop, but since her lips were currently occupied, all that came out were muffled sounds.

As soon as she could, (Y/N) bit as hard as she could on Takeo's lips, feeling an iron flavor enter her mouth. Feeling the stinging pain, the boy immediately released her from the forced kiss, letting out a low groan. The captive's wrists remained tightly cuffed by his hand, continuing to limit her movement.

(Y/N)'s vision seared into Takeo's dark red eyes, wishing to burn a hole through them. She also wished to mask the intense fear coursing through her veins, her heart feeling as though it might break through her rib cage . The boy's orbs held an indiscernible look, only furthering her anxieties. Sensing that he might make another rash move, (Y/N) decided to take her first opportunity to berate him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! I tell you how I feel about the batshit crazy situation I've been thrust into because of you and your equally insane friends! And what? Because I'm not delusional or naive or submissive about everything, you force yourself on me? Did you all really think I would just sit in this prison like your little toy?"

(Y/N) feel the boy's grip around her loosen, his arms slowly falling to his sides. His head hung low, black locks covering his eyes. The girl was a bit taken aback by the response, wondering if her words actually struck a chord within the boy. Without wasting another moment, Takeo abruptly stood up, rushing to the door and slamming it loudly behind him.

The captive sat there, trying once again to process everything around her.

What a fucking psychotic tsundere.