━━━━━ yandere!crown prince x 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!transmigrated!reader
↳ A coma sends Y/n to another world; and to his terror, it's none other than an otome game! Luckily, he's a mere side character-the supportive, gentle brother of the female lead. Y/n's only...
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Three hours pass.
Y/n doesn't know why he's still in the same place he was three hours ago — sitting with the Crown Prince, trapped in a conversation that seems endless. He doesn't dare interrupt Arion for fear of offending him. Talking to the prince is pleasant — he's realized they have more in common than he expected — but time keeps slipping by.
Y/n almost wonders if the whole thing is orchestrated. Is Arion doing this on purpose, out of amusement, to see him squirm? How fitting of a love-yandere game protagonist.
They are sadists at heart, Y/n thinks bitterly.
Well, there isn't much he can do. He's partially nervous about letting anything slip and he needs the Crown Prince to leave — any minute now, Angelina could arrive, and the whole plan would be ruined. Arion might take one look at his sister, fall in love, and destroy the Empire.
That thought makes him shiver.
"Your Highness," Y/n says at last, "I apologize for interrupting, but it seems like I need to go."
Fibbing, again. The only urgent matter on his mind is a long scented bath with wine. But priorities are priorities.
Arion pauses mid-sentence. His piercing blue eyes — jeweled like shards of diamond — narrow as he tilts his head. The room falls silent. And okay, here's when regret creeps in: maybe Y/n should have kept his mouth shut. Maybe he's speedrunning his death. He's planning his funeral when the prince speaks up.
"Why?"
Y/n blinks. What the hell? Does he need a reason? Does he not have free will?
"Urgent matters," he lies rather pathetically. But it is considerably hard to lie when a pair of blue eyes are hawking you down.
Another pause.
"Urgent matters, you say?" Arion asks, and he sounds amused. "And here I thought you were enjoying our little conversation."
Y/n frowns. This isn't what he expected. Has the prince deliberately prolonged their discussion to test him —? It can't be due to stupid things like —
"I think I know what you're doing," Y/n blurts out. And there: the final nail on his coffin. The words slip out before he can stop them: he could kick himself.
"You know what I'm doing?" Arion repeats.
"Forget what I said," Y/n says hastily.
"No, I won't." Arion says smoothly, and his eyes glitter: "pray tell. What was I doing? Go on, Livio."
"I —"
"And don't you dare give me a stupid answer," Arion murmurs.
"Aren't you being a little childish, Your Highness," Y/n says at last. "You're trying to make me stay here to kill me, right?" He crosses his arms: he chooses to go out with a bang. Y/n sees his organs splattered all over the floor already. "I'm not a child who can't see your plot."
