Twisted Desire || Yanderes x Reader

Under the Cherry Blossoms [F!Yandere x F!Reader]

Summary: It turns out that your work trip to Japan may be a little more sinister than you anticipated . . .

Trigger warnings: Violence, abuse, yandere tendencies, physical threats, overall creepy behavior, death, manipulation, choice words (profanities), semi described scenes of gore

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

The body swung from the tree, a grim pendulum in the moonlit night.

Someone would find the man swinging there in the morning. But at least the job was done. No matter how grim it was. The one responsible for this dark task stood at the base of the tree, a silent observer of her handiwork. It was a necessary deed, she told herself, a means to an end. Yet, deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her conscience.

No. She did the right thing.

Justice often did come at a heavy cost.

And this was justice. This was retribution. He should never have done what he did - and she was teaching him a very vital lesson. Granted, it was his last lesson.

The woman slowly slipped off a pair of latex gloves from her hand, careful to turn them inside out so the blood didn't stain anything. She was getting quite good at it. Her hands were clean. Still as pale and unblemished as when she'd slipped them on earlier.

She'd discard of them later on. Right now, she needed to get away from the scene of the crime. Lord knows what would happen if she was caught there. Nothing good for certain.

But it was alright. She would be out of the country soon enough.

Then no one would find her.

-🌸-

"And how may I help you this evening?"

Your eyes drifted across the back row of candy. A sweet treat would be nice for your coworkers - especially before a long flight. An extremely long work flight. The thought alone almost made you quiver.

"Could I get a choco lolly?" You furrowed your eyebrows before amending your order. "Sorry, could I actually get two?

The woman behind the counter gave you a bright smile. "Yeah, yeah! Of course!"

As she rang up your order she made small talk. "Where you heading?"

"Tokyo. Business trip."

The woman raised her eyebrows. "Ah nice. Supposed to be pretty around this time of year. Whole bunch of stuff blooms. That'll be seven seventy six."

Damn. Airport markups. Whatever. It was a one time thing. You forked over the cash and took the two sweet treats off the counter. "Thanks. Keep the change. Take care."

"Yeah, you too."

You shoved the two chocolates into the water bottle holder of your backpack. The heels that you were forced to wear clicked loudly on the tiled airport floor.

Damn these work trips.

At least it was a night trip. Typically those were quieter. At least, the airport was. Looking around you, the gates that you walked past were mostly empty.