Call Me Yours (Yandere x Reader Oneshots)

M. Imperial Prince x F. Thief

The Wei empire was prosperous. The people were happy, the harvests were plentiful, and the imperial family was stable. Well, perhaps things were too stable - enough so that the emperor had the ability to openly show favoritism to his seventh son, Jia Wei. There wasn't much special about him aside from his father's doting on him. He was perhaps even considered below average as a prince, unable to excel at any one subject whereas his brothers all fought tooth and nail to prove themselves. In fact, Jia was only the son of a low-ranking concubine - one the emperor didn't particularly favor either.

Yet, despite all of this, he was the favorite prince, his father even declaring on his fifth birthday that he would be the next emperor. So, Jia grew up inherently spoiled. Everything was handed to him whenever he wanted it and he felt no need to earn anything himself. In fact, he skipped classes and events, refusing to do anything that he thought was boring or uninteresting. Moreover, on his tenth birthday, he declared he had no interest in being emperor. Shamelessly, in front of everyone, including his father, he said he would rather stay in the palace doing nothing while one of his brothers ruled instead.

This was wonderful news for everyone else because it meant, in essence, that, if he supported one of his brothers, they would become the emperor. Gifts came pouring in for him, people trying to buy his favor and appease him with compliments and all kinds of praise. Even his brothers had been forced by their mothers to suck up to him, all in hopes of ruling the vast land. And Jia let it happen, interested greatly in all of the things he received.

The imperial prince grew up even more spoiled, outright ignoring decorum and having servants whipped just because he felt like it. He especially liked toying with his brothers' favorite playmates, if only because they stood there with awkward smiles on their faces just to make him happy and earn his favor. And, when it became too annoying for him, he found a look alike to put up with all the praises from everyone else while he started sneaking out of the palace. If his father knew, he would have finally had him beaten.

"Your imperial highness!" the eunuchs called one day, scouring the palace everywhere for him, "Y-You mustn't do this!"

The brown-haired male snickered as he watched them scatter about, trying to keep his disappearance a secret. Still, he didn't really care what happened to them, jumping down from the palace walls onto the other side and running out into the wilderness. He never really went all that far, but, that day, he was feeling adventurous, prideful and without the knowledge of harm. After all, he was the emperor's favorite prince. What could possibly happen to him?

He couldn't have known that a little girl half his size would press a knife to his throat. But she did, the little (h/c) haired girl finally letting him have a taste of what it meant to feel pain. Jia shook in fear and outrage as he experienced bleeding for the first time, the male threatening her with death. Still, she could not have cared less, only kicking him down to show him he had no power over her.

"My father will have your head, you filthy mutt!"

"Well, he's not here, is he?"

Jia found himself getting even more irked. He'd never run into someone that didn't listen to him. Even if he asked his father to get on all fours and bark like a dog, he'd do it. So, he found himself unable to do anything but get mad, spilling more threats and wiggling around. Again, the little girl did not care, patting down his body until she lit up, pulling out the gift his father had given him for his tenth birthday: a jade pendant meant to bring him great luck. The small thief pocketed it happily, going on her merry little way.

"Y-You will regret this!" Jia fumed, stomping his foot childishly, "I'll have my father hang your head on the gate of my palace!"

"How's he s'pposed to find me when he don't know my name?"