Crying Glass || Yanderes x Reader

[02] Favourable proposition

He really was supposed to leave. There were things he needed to get done.

And it certainly wasn't proper to remain with you all night. Regardless, Hiro still found himself waking up to Eurielle's quiet giggling at an ungodly hour.

Shit. He fell asleep. Definitely wasn't what he wanted to do.

"Whoops! I didn't mean to wake you," your blond roommate chuckled, "but you could have told me if you needed a little privacy. I would have been more than happy to sleep in the hall."

Hiro quietly groaned as he sat up, replacing his arm underneath you with a pillow. He rolled his slightly stiff shoulder. "Good god man! Must you always presume something like that!" The young man nearly thanked the room for being so dark. He could nearly feel the blush that was creeping across his cheeks.

Eurielle ignored the exasperated comment and sighed as she wandered up to the bed. "Hiro, you really couldn't change her out of her gown?" A brief silence filled the room, only broken when the girl groaned, "Men! Good for nothing! And you couldn't even change yourself. Good grief! Are you a basket case?"

"That's cruel. I was tired!" The young male nearly recoiled in shock as he watched Eurielle reach for the top button of your blouse. "Hey hey hey! Quit that! Don't be weird."

A hand slapped across Hiro's mouth. "Shut up! You're going to wake her!" Eurielle winced as she felt the prince's spit and retracted her hand. "You're disgusting! Aren't royalty supposed to be more civilized than that?"

Her comment went ignored. "Stop that, Eu! You're going to wake her if you try and get her changed!"

With only the littlest of moonlight seeping in from the open curtains (Hiro had forgotten to close), the prince could see the blank look his friend gave him. "Hiro, I've done this before. She's a heavy sleeper. You've got to be an idiot if you don't know that!"

"How would I know that! I've - wait . . . you've done this before?"

The only response he received was a glare.

This girl!

Eurielle quickly unbuttoned the top of your blouse, slipping the sleeves off your shoulders. Gentle fingers grazed at the exposed skin of your arms, nearly rousing you from your slumber. For a moment, the two awake individuals stiffened, only daring to move when you let off a soft snore.

God they would both relish in using that against you. "Hey (Y/n), did you know that you snore? No, I'm serious! You snore louder than an old man!"

"I thought you said this wouldn't wake her!"

"I did! Now shut up!"

With his black hair draping across his eyes, Hiro watched as Eurielle pinched your blouse's shoulders.

"Wait!" His voice squeaked out much louder than he wanted. The glare Eurielle threw his way almost made him flinch, "I really shouldn't be here if you're doing this. I'll step out."

The young man watched as the maid's eyes widened. "Shit! You're right! Why the hell were you going to let me do that? Fucking pervert!"

"I'm not the one who randomly barged in here!"

"I'm not a psychic, Hiro! How was I supposed to know you were-"

"Uh, you guys alright?"

The chaos in the room died out almost as quickly as it came. Hiro and Eurielle watched - guilty expressions spreading across their faces - as they watched you rub your eyes. "Guys," you mumbled, "I asked if you were alright."