Mine, All Mine (Yandere! Male X Male reader)

Kind of irritating...

...A few weeks later...

Y/n held back from rolling his eyes at the girl blabbering on about what she had done to herself that morning. He blocked her voice out as she was irritating him and quite frankly, he would've rather been with Azrael. The guy seemed quite nice, despite the mishap in the bathroom. They spoke in class quite a bit. He would sometimes sit with Azrael for lunch if he wasn't dragged off by Marie, who was insistent he sat with her at lunchtimes.

Marie kept talking, "and so I grabbed my pen and broke the top of it and I cut myself. I know I need help but I can't help it. It's an addiction after all and I need help for it that I can't get!" She then rolled up her blazer sleeves to show the cuts she had left. Light scratches were up her one arm, almost looking as if she didn't want to hurt herself too hard and was doing it for attention. Y/n glanced at her face, her brown eyes reading exactly what he was thinking. She wanted attention from him and from Sally.

"Marie! You shouldn't do that! How many times have I told you!" Sally exclaimed, worry written all over her face for her best friend. Y/n sat there, unwrapping his sandwich finally and biting it, savouring the taste. His mother had made the (sandwich filling) sandwich and somehow made it better every time. He watched the two girls in front of him, tilting his head slightly to the side as he watched in silence. He could clearly see Marie was wanting attention, the self inflicted injury wasn't due to an addiction.

Sally must be blind... he thought to himself, she can't see it's fake? It's all fake? I can show real self harm if I wanted too... he shook his head, slapping himself a few times in the face mentally and scolded himself. No, don't think like that. This will be a new start.

"Oh, before I forget," Sally turned to face him, worry written on her face, "Stay away from Azrael." She said the words so blatantly Y/n thought she must be joking.

He laughed quietly, "why?... he seems nice enough to me," He said softly, meeting her eyes, which were full of concern compared to his own amusement filled ones.

"NO!" Marie suddenly yelled at him. She coughed, her cheeks dusting red, "I mean- No, please don't hang out with him. He's weird, creepy and just- I don't know... he's got no friends, doesn't talk to anyone and is a freak of nature!"

Y/n's face went stoney, his (e/c)'s hardening as he met her gaze, "I don't really have any friends here. I'm quiet and I don't like talking to people much. I like him." His voice was still quiet, however, it held a dangerous undertone to drop the subject and to allow the girl to backtrack her words.

"I-"
"What she means," Sally jumped in, giving Marie a look, "is that Azrael is a very strange person. Did you hear about the school girl that went missing a few weeks back?" Y/n shook his head, his steely glare still focused on the two girls in front of him, "well," she continued, "Zara was our best friend. Azrael was the last person to see her! He was seen walking out of the school gates with her and even seen on camera with her ten minutes away from here!" She was almost yelling, a few tears springing to her eyes, "then- then she went missing, not much after that... they presume she's dead but Azrael apparently has an alibi!"

Y/n's eyes softened, "don't worry. I can defend myself. I think it was just coincidence that he was the last person to see her. He was fine with me in the bathroom's when I helped him clean up his cheek," he admitted, "I think he's nice..."he trailed off, leaning back into the wall they were circle near and took the last bite of his sandwich, "I think he's just lonely and I want to be his friend," I can relate... he added on in his head, smiling softly at the two girls.

Marie shook her head, seeming to find her voice, "No- you don't understand!" She pulled her phone from her blazer, scrolling before finding the message app, "The last message I got from her was 'please. Help. At Azzy place. He's not letting me go. His address is...' then it cuts off, she must've sent it just before he got her! I think he's kidnapped her! She's not dead! We just have to find out where he lives!" She turned her phone around to show him the message.