YANDERE JOHN EGBERT X Y/N ONESHOTS!!

RUN

"I'm so sorry, sweetie! You must've been so scared." You could barely hear John over the pounding of blood in your ears, panting from exertion as you felt the beat of your heart against your chest. You had ran the moment you knew he was gone, the moment you had seen he had neglected to lock the door. But, he had found you again. Of course he did. And now, here you were. At John's mercy once again, your limbs being tied up so as to ensure that your return to captivity would be without issue.

The moment he had spotted you, he had tackled you, leaving you disoriented and giving himself ample time to begin restraining you, starting with your legs and now working on your upper body. Bitterly, you noted that he had at least the rope he had gotten was rather soft.

"I should've known you'd go looking for me when I left like that! I know how much it hurts to be away from the person you love, after all," He flashed you a toothy smile as he tightened the ropes, your arms crossed against your chest in a "self-hug." "But I'm here, and it's all okay now, I promise."

"John, please, just let me go!" You begged, tears beginning to stream down your face.

He shushed you, making you flinch as he further disregarded your personal space. He cupped your face gently, before moving in to pepper quick kisses across your cheek in an attempt to soothe you.

"I know you're still scared, so that's why I have you tied up like this. You've been through a lot today. But, you're not in any trouble, honey, so don't be upset."

Your legs threatened to give out as any hope of escape you had left died within you. You squeezed your eyes shut, letting out a wail of despair. "You don't understand!"

He didn't. He couldn't. He never would. This was all justified. This was all perfectly normal, to him. He loved you and you loved him and that was the truth and always would be.

He shushed you again softly, heftng you into a bridal carry with his godly strength. He rubbed circles into your back, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I know, I know, let it all out," He reassured you, voice soft. "It's okay to cry."

And despite yourself, you did. You sobbed openly and loudly into John's chest, leaving stains from tears onto his shirt. He didn't seem to mind - but, of course, he didn't.

"How about a movie night, huh? We'll watch all your favorites and eat some snacks until you feel better."

Before you could even answer, you felt the stomach-flipoing sensation of being lifted into the air as John took off, most likely heading back to his home. Your home. As it always would be.

Forever.

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