The mysterious Yelan (Yelan x reader) nsfw

Chapter 8~

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The soft silk sheets on Yelans bed is the first thing you feel whilst waking up. It's dark in Yelans room, but light enough as to where you can still see her bed, tv, etc. Yelan isn't in the bed, she must've woken up before you. You get up and change into a t shirt and shorts from her closet.

You stop and think before leaving her room, her house is massive and who knows where she could be. But at last your nose won since the smell of a delicious breakfast had slowly made its way to you. As you walk out her already large room, there's a massive living room, deep maroon chairs and couches, black rugs and curtains made out of the most precious material on the planet. The living room lead to a hallway, with offices and spare rooms, then a massive twisty golden staircase.

You weren't sure whether to go up them or not, you felt so out of place. Touching the rails sent shivers down your back. Once you reach the top you can see in the distance a dining room. You walk towards it presuming that's where the smells from, as you approach the room you notice the a door leading to the kitchen, and in said kitchen you see Yelan, cooking breakfast. A smile takes over your face while blood rushes to your cheeks. You never deemed Yelan and the make you breakfast type, more of a one night stand kinda girl.

As you walk through the door, the Yelan notices you. She's stirring a pan with eggs in it. "You're finally awake? I've been up so long I decided I couldn't wait anymore and just had to make breakfast. I hope you don't mind, darling." She says in a raspy voice smiling. "Oh of course not!" You smile. She turns the stove off and walks over to you. She kisses you then says, "I notice you stole my shirt." She smirks. "I'm sorry! I hope you don't mind." You quickly responded. She just smiles then walks towards the stove.

"Do you want anything? There's bacon and pancakes." Yelan asked. "That would be great, thank you." You say while grabbing the plate she handed to you. You both walk into the dining room and sit next to each other. "You know you didn't have to make me breakfast." You murmur. "Clam down, it's no big deal." She says calmly and smiles. "Do you want some coffee?" She asks. "If you don't mind" you laugh quietly. She gets up into the kitchen.

Her phone was left face up on the table. You're eating you pancakes and notice a message sent to her. It read "dinner Thursday night would be great, babe." Another one had sent. "Hopefully we go as hard as last time, my mouth still hurts;)" your heart sinks to the floor. Are you just some of her 100 girls? Was she lying about the "I love you." You feel so stupid, it's Yelan of course you wouldn't have a relationship.

She comes back with two cups of coffee in her hands. "Here you can have the mug with the cat on it since I know you love them." You stare at her in shock. You hold up her phone. "What's this? I mean you could've told me I was just another fuck buddy but the I love you didn't really feel like it to me." She looks at you confused. "Well don't just stand the dumbfounded!" "Are you taking about Ryder?" She says. "Oh so that's his name?" You say "Look Ryder is just my coworker, I don't know what he said, but trust me he's the last person I would date, I have standards too you know!" You know she's lying, a tear forms in your eye. You place your cup of coffee down and storm out of her house.

"Y/n!"

"Y/n."

Her voice gets quieter. But as you leave the house and call and Uber, more thoughts of reason come into your head, what if she isn't lying...