Favorite Fixation (Yandere boys x Reader)

32.) Blunder

Before she could fully gather herself, Riku was already jogging up to her side, falling into step beside her with the same quiet efficiency he always seemed to have. His presence, though silent, was reassuring in its own way. They didn't speak as they approached the entrance, and (Y/n) didn't feel the need to fill the space with words. Whatever had just happened, whatever questions still burned in her mind- those could wait.

(Y/n) and Riku approached the entrance of the large home. The boy stepped forward, punching a code into the security keypad with practiced ease. The soft sound of the door unlocking filled the otherwise still air, and he pushed it open, gesturing for her to enter.

She stepped inside, the familiar space welcoming her with its silence and polished warmth. As soon as she crossed the threshold, Riku gently took her wrist, his grip light but firm, guiding her through the house without a word. They moved in sync, walking down the hall toward the grand staircase. His hand stayed on her wrist, and though it was a simple gesture, it felt like he was silently reassuring her, keeping her close.

They climbed the stairs, their footsteps soft against the plush carpet. The two took a left, then another left, as they made their way down a familiar corridor. They passed a closed door, one she was certain led to Kai's room, and stopped at the next one. Without hesitation, the brunette opened it and motioned for her to enter.

(Y/n) stepped into the room, her eyes sweeping over the cozy space. To the right sat a small coffee table surrounded by a few chairs, and the atmosphere felt personal, almost intimate, despite its simplicity. She heard Riku take a deep breath, drawing her attention back to him.

He stood by the door, closing it, his back to the wall, watching her closely. His intense gaze unsettled her slightly, not because it felt predatory, but because of the weight behind it. He seemed like he wanted to say something - his lips parted slightly as though he were preparing to speak - but then he stopped. He closed his mouth, shaking his head slightly, all while never breaking eye contact.

(Y/n) felt her heart beat faster under his gaze. There was something in the air between them that felt heavy with unspoken thoughts, and she wasn't sure if she should press him or give him space. Her voice came out softer than she expected as she finally spoke. "You can... take your time. I can wait, Riku. It's the least I can do for you."

For a long moment, he remained silent. His expression didn't change, but his gaze never wavered. It was as though he was waiting for something, expecting her to make the next move, though she wasn't sure what that was supposed to be.

She shifted her weight awkwardly, unsure of what to do next, but before the silence could stretch on any longer, a sharp knock on the door shattered the quiet. Both of them froze, staring at the door as it slowly creaked open.

Standing in the doorway was Kai, his golden eyes wide in surprise as they landed on (Y/n). He blinked, clearly taken aback by her presence in Riku's room, and for a moment, he just stood there, frozen in place. She noticed the fresh application of eyeliner accentuating his sharp features, the makeup giving him an even more intense appearance than usual.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing here?" Kai asked, his gaze shifting between her and Riku, as if trying to piece together the scene in front of him.

(Y/n) let out a heavy sigh, feeling the weight of the day settle on her shoulders. "I... I found myself in some trouble," she started, her voice quieter than usual as she gestured to the space around her, indicating Riku's room. "Riku practically saved me, and next thing I know, I'm here."

Kai's eyes narrowed in suspicion, his sharp golden gaze locking onto her. "What do you mean by trouble?"

(Y/n) shrugged, shifting her weight uncomfortably again. "I'm not sure, exactly. These three guys got out of their car and started chasing me. Nothing happened though, thanks to Riku." She glanced toward the quiet boy beside the door, whose eyes hadn't left her since they'd entered the room. His expression remained unreadable.