I Need You Darling | DDLC (Yandere Yuri x Male Reader)

The Perfect Ending

I wake up, facing the side of my wall and hearing the birds chirp. All's well, apart from the pair of neat hands rubbing all around my body and a mixture of breathing and giggling on my neck... it's surprisingly comforting despite the goosebumps becoming prevalent on my body. I can finally talk with you now, Yuri

Y/n: Morning Yuri!

My deep morning voice echoes

Yuri: I-I-I c-can't believe th-this is really h-happening! M-my heart d-d-dear i-is exceeding regular l-levels!

I don't think I'll ever meet someone as loyal like Yuri, maybe all she needed was respect to just become stable, which we never really did. Although, it's selfish of her to want me for every breathing moment I lay my feet on the earth's surface

Yuri: C-could you explain w-why my h-h-head stings with major f-force?

Y/n: Oh right! Sayori dropped you while she carried you-

She sits up as soon as I mentioned Sayori

Yuri: Are you ch-cheating on me?!

I'm forced to turn around and face her in order to confront her

Y/n: Wait, wait, wait, Yuri. First, I needed help to get you here and second, we're not even dating!

Uh oh... I believe I've just gotten into trouble

Yuri: Maybe the h-horrendous things about Sayori could be true, but us not being t-together?! The week you have spent at my d-dear home?! Even the times I have gifted you my blood?!

Y/n: Hey, Y-Yuri, relax yourself. I didn't know you did these kind actions to me!

I plaster a smile on my face. She's still furious

Yuri: The tea? The pizza? Anything?! You did not taste a single droplet of my r-red tears of joy?!

Y/n: Look Yuri, those were delicious and I can still feel your blood inside of me!

I feel like throwing up. No, I'm about to at any moment

Yuri: What is a true relationship if you do not even share vital fluids that make us breathe? Darling?

Y/n: (Bleck)

I throw up on top of the carpet, and narrowly avoiding the bed. I need to brush my teeth about 3 times a day for at least a month, I can't handle a woman like her

Yuri: I consider that incredibly disrespectful! Give me your right arm!

N-no

Y/n: Yuri leave me alone, please-

She didn't take no for an answer and threw me out of the bed, avoiding the puke. I try running but Yuri's got her grip tight on me

Yuri: My shoes are now covered in your vile vomit! Didn't mommy tell you to not puke in public?

She's acting like a school bully!

Yuri: Now, now, my beloved. I shall make the punishment quick.

She punches my gut which results in me kneeling in front of her, she then rolls my right sleeve... no, I can't allow another carving to commence

Y/n: Oh Yuri! I wouldn't d-do that!

Yuri: Give me a valid reason.

Y/n: Let's say we... we read a book this whole afternoon!

Yuri: ... We were meant to anyway, but now you use it as blackmail. Pathetic.

I keep rambling and rambling but I should've known I was doomed from the beginning. Is this love? Forcing a harsh and painful punishment for an evil deed beyond just a slap on the wrist? Is... is it really love?!
I want to believe so...