𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 𝐁𝐋 [M! Yanderes x M! Reader]

26) Missing?

Nothing matters but the facts. Without them, the science of criminal investigation is nothing but a guessing game.

- Blake Edwards

PRIOR

Shades of sombre colours leaked through the sky, outlining the outside structures of urban houses and disfigured trees. Branches soughed through wind, forging a crackling chime. Yet the sound got muffled from the inside of Y/n's room, dissonating to nothing more than background noise to the boy's concentration.

Y/n sat by his desk feeling demotivated by the minute as he tried to grasp the subject of the chemistry material, and the question posed. 'Damn it...' He flipped the page to refocus on another line. But no better understanding was introduced, causing the male to grunt out his failure.

"Why can't I understand this dumb question?" He grumbled out. The boy turned over the page to read the section again, hoping that a second explanation would be revealed by the sentences that could let him comprehend the assignment. Y/n supported his chin by his palm, glaring down at the book while suppressing the urge to throw it across the room.

But after mere moments of simmering in his spite toward the inanimate object, he settled on closing the book and stopping the study session. Pushing the chair away from the desk, Y/n stretched out his arms to stir his blood flow from the period in an inflexible posture.

'I've worked on the chemistry assignment Elio, and I need to finish and tried to do a few questions of the damned material I need to know for the retake test, I think I've been pretty productive.' Deeming the hour fruitful in his daily schedule, he rose from his position to proceed with other tasks, when his brain recapitulated the day as a harsh reminder of his impulsive choices.

A cringed expression shaped on his features 'I can't believe I actually kissed him, what was I thinking?!' Shame began overwhelming his senses and the h/c haired male smacked his temple to rid himself of the thoughts popping up.

'Shit...what if he hates me now?! I mean he would have shoved me away if I overstepped his boundaries, right? But that's such a dumb way to think, perhaps he was in shock, but then again, it's obvious that he has a crush on me...'

As the boy altercated with his morals, a decision settled into his mind, and he switched his eyes to his mobile device that laid on the desk. His hand took the phone within reach and Y/n reflected on the option whilst staring at the darkened screen 'I could just ask him instead of revelling in teen angst.' The device brightened when the boy opened the phone, the time displayed above the lock.

6:19 pm

Y/n ventured through his applications before pressing onto the message icon where multiple contact numbers showed up. Tapping on Ezra's contact information, Y/n considered the best way to talk with the ash-blond and communicate his worries, but his body froze in a form of anxious expectation.