Unsung Battles (Corrupted Venti x F! Reader)

-4-

Warning ehe- This part of the story contains Yandere themes, drug mention(?) and mentions of violence. If you don't like this, you can read y/n's part but skip the rest of this chapter when you reach Venti's POV

[Y/n's POV]

I sat on a bench in the town square. My eyes were closed and I listened to the gentle trickle of water in the fountain.

My dress matched the dark blue-black of the night sky above me. It was sleeveless and had a largely dipping v-neck. The fabric covering my chest fixed into shapes similar to that of free-flowing water and the tips faded into silver. The back dipped down to my hips and small strands of diamonds weaved across my bare back. The skirt part of the dress had a slit running up the side of my leg, nearly up to my hip.

I felt a cool rush of air beside me and I opened my eyes to smile at the man next to me. Kaeya's warm gaze met mine and he stood up, extending his hand to help me up as well. 

"Beautiful as always, darling y/n," he said in that silky-smooth voice of his, kissing the inside of my wrist. Entwining his fingers with mine, he slowly walked with me, leading me towards the destination on out date.

All the while, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that someone was watching me. But whenever I turned my head, all I could see was a few lone drunkards, ruining a few bushes with the aftermath of a few too many drinks. Kaeya kissed just below my jawline as we walked and my worries faded as my attention turned to him, determined on enjoying tonight.

[Venti's POV]

I watched from the shadows of a nearby house as y/n and Kaeya made their way towards wherever they were going. My heartbeat quickened as I saw y/n look back.

Was she about to see me? Archons know what she would have done if she found out that I was watching her. But those beautiful e/c eyes skimmed over my spot as quickly as dear old Morax skimmed over the risks of destroying Khaenri'ah.

Soon enough, that fear escalated to anger as I watched Kaeya kiss her neck. That filthy lowlife! How dare he taint my beauty's skin with those lie-stained lips of his! How dare he hold y/n's hand as if he was worthy of doing so! If I weren't an archon with a reputation to uphold, I would have snapped his neck there and then and given y/n the decapitated head to prove to her just how much I finally cared for her. But I restrained myself.

As they reached Angel's Share, I watched with hatred as Kaeya held open the door for her. She flashed him that smile, the shining, bright smile that always came to her so quickly.

It made my blood boil.

It should have been me instead of Kaeya.

As the door shut behind them, my mind was overrun with emotions. And I didn't really want to stop them.

It was like a drug, an addiction to have her attention, her affection.

A need to have her all to myself.

A/n: Hiii ppl, thanks for the views, I appreciate it! Next chapter will be a bit more Yandere Venti hehe but nothing too bad, so just watch out for that when I update!