I got obsessed over this game wHOOPS
Ayato Sakamaki x Reader
You opened up your silver laptop slowly, staring at the room door cautiously as you slid your headphones on. You looked at the lockscreen of your computer, quickly entering the password to unlock the device. Your arm moved to your desk, hand grabbing the mouse entirely as you opened up a download on your laptop. The screen went pink, loading and loading. You waited in anticipation for the new update to the sandbox finished. Finally, you were able to move the mouse again. The entrance screen popped up, and your eyes read the familiar title, "Yandere Simulator". Becoming giddy with excitement, you finally started up the game.
With your headphones in, and you eyes glued to the computer screen, it was no surprise that you didn't hear or see any of the vampires of the household you currently reside in. Your fingers were all too busy tapping on the small keyboard, unveiling your masterful plan to counter a teacher, by using your skill in Physical Education. You had to be smart with this, and while you were smart with the game, it was not so in real life. By becoming distracted by the game, you had forgotten to lock your door, allowing for anyone to enter. Even if you did, they could have just teleported into your room, but it made you feel safer this way. With your fabulous luck, you managed to have the youngest triplet enter your room, loudly and obnoxiously as he whined about being hungry for your blood, as well as Takoyaki, a favorite of his.
You ignored Ayato, continuing to play with the debugging version of a game you wished came out soon. Ayato soon began noticing that you hadn't been paying attention to him, and only on the bright laptop. Curiously, the redhead stood behind you, peering down on your shoulder to see you in the middle of making Yandere-Chan laugh, to boost her sanity from murder.
You felt the cold breath on your shoulder, pausing the game quickly, turning around to see the vampire. "H-Hello Ayato, didn't see you there-" You nervously laughed, eyes drawing away from him slowly, making sure not to have steady eye contact.
Ayato didn't look at you either, his green eyes just staring at the screen. "What the hell is this?" He asked, looking very confused.
"Yandere Simulator." You mumbled, a bit sheepishly. "It's a game that's in progress, so this is only a sandbox."
Ayato suddenly became amused, looking at you in disbelief. "Oh really? I never thought you'd be the yandere type, (Name). Huh, a masochist and a yandere? I wonder how that'll work out."
"Wait, you have it all wrong-!" You waved your arms in front of you (Skin Color) face, (Eye Color) eyes widening fearfully.
Ayato reached his hand out, his pointer finger under your chin and his thumb gently touching the bottom of you lip. His face leaned in dangerously close, a smirk curled on his lips, that you knew wouldn't be good for you. "Do I? Why would a little masochist like you play a game like that, if you weren't?" He used his fingers to tilt your head to the left, neck exposing itself. "Maybe I should reward my little masochistic yandere..."
"N-No need!" You nearly screamed, jumping away from his cold touch. He seemed to frown, but waved it off with a sigh. You gulped quietly, looking at him with anticipation for his next action. Instead of pursuing his initial response, he looked back to your game.
"So how do you play it?" Ayato asked you, sitting in your seat.
You frowned at his actions of stealing your chair, so you sat on his lap in response, not caring if that was what he wanted. "Fine meanie."
"Did you just call me 'meanie'?" Ayato snorted, laughing at your childish choice of words.
You pouted out your lip, taking the mouse in your hand again. "Yes, meanie."
Ayato shook his head and rested his head on your shoulder. "So what's the point of this game?" He yawned obnoxiously.
"To eliminate rivals... and not get caught." You replied quietly, resuming your game.
You had figured it was about an hour of playing, before you felt Ayato shift his hand to the mouse, dragging it around the screen. You let him continue, obviously not understanding why. As the small, pink box opened up, pausing the game, you felt the steady breathing of Ayato closing into the nape of your neck. You tensed up, but a firm arm prevented you from escaping. You mentally cursed yourself out, realizing you should've known that a Sakamaki brother would eventually give into desire for blood.
You felt his lips drag over your neck, until he felt the perfect spot. Attaching his lips to the spot, Ayato sank his fangs into your soft skin. You gritted your teeth, not at all used to the piercing pain that comes from their fangs. "I-It's uncomfortable."
"It's supposed to be." Ayato replied as he detached his lips for a split second. He closed his eyes, relaxing into the chair, with his arms still firmly around your waist. Ayato continued to suck small amounts of blood, before you felt him pull away. Sighing of relief, you believed he would let you go. However, when you turned your head to face him, Ayato had somehow, magically fallen asleep. You sighed, a sweat drop forming on your head as you shook it.
"Meanie... and I was so close to confessing my love to senpai." You mumbled, managing to turn your body, so that your chests were together. You played with his red hair, before sinking into his chest, falling asleep to the empty sound.
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