Third POV
The two stared at each other for a few seconds in uncomfortable silence before Shidou stood and walked closer to y/n who, in turn, backed up. To say that y/n was scared was a horrible description of her current emotions.
She was angry, confused, homesick, and feeling very underappreciated.
The first time she had seen Shidou, she immediately hated him and resolved to stay as far away from him as possible. That had painfully backfired and with him standing in front of her like this, trying to close the gap between their bodies, she just couldn't take it.
Now, normally y/n would never run from an altercation, especially one like this which seemed like a lion and his prey. But, with her emotions out of wack, it was the safest option for everyone involved.
So she ran, fast.
Shidou blinked for a second, processing the fact that she had run from him, before his signature evil, roachy smirk wormed itself back onto his face and he took off after her. Y/n was a puzzle to him. Sassy and cocky one minute, terrified and running the next.
He liked that, more than he even knew. As he chased y/n through the halls of the facility, the only thing on his mind was taking y/n for himself. Y/n on the other hand, just wanted to get away from him.
Now.
Her mind and heart were racing as she neared her room, silently begging God, Buddha, Zeus, Hades, whoever would listen to let her get safely in her room and away from him. Apparently, none of the gods were on her side today because Shidou caught up to her before she could even open her door.
He picked her up bridal-style, opened the door, closed it behind them, a smirk plastered on his face. Y/n struggled against him, trying to get free and failing. Shidou simply smiled.
After all, she looked like a small kitten in his arms to him, and he found it insanely endearing. He sighed happily, walking them to her bed and plopping her down before hovering over her with a psychotic look that can only be described as "obsessive love".
A glint of terror flashed through y/n's e/c eyes as she looked up at him with her signature blank slate of a face.
"What do you want?" she asked. Shidou thought for a moment before responding.
"Something happened between you and Pinky didn't it?" Y/n's eyes widened ever so slightly 'Pinky?' she thought, 'who is-oh...' He was referring to Chigiri. Now she looked confused. How did he know?
How much did he know?
It had been very late when Chigiri found his way to her room. And he had left before her that morning. So how? Shidou understood her unspoken question and nodded slightly.
"Figured....you two were acting so close...yet so far," He hummed softly as he plopped down next to her, playing with a strand of her h/c hair, "You see, Pretty Girl....I'm intrigued by you. You could almost say that I've fallen for you."
He sighed happily and pulled her closer as y/n mentally cringed at the nickname Mr. Roach Man had bestowed upon her. Shidou continued as he began to stroke her hair.
"You know....if I'd have known that you were staying here with us," his smile darkened, "I would've slept in here on multiple occasions." Y/n shuddered thinking about that. Laying here with him like this....it felt wrong, nothing like when she laid with Chigiri last night.
Sure, the only reason they had was because it was late and they were both tired, but still. The fact that she couldn't move made it so much worse. Her body wouldn't let her. Or it was more accurate to say that her body COULDN'T let her. She was so badly frozen with shock.
She mentally cursed her father, as well as herself, for her commitment to indifference. Sure, on the inside she was freaking out. But on the outside, she looked almost...relaxed.
As much as she wanted to lash out at Shidou.
Punch him in the face, kick him in the balls, kick him out of her room, and take a nice bath to calm down and attempt to forget about it all.
She couldn't.
All she could do was lay there, trapped in Shidou's psychotic embrace, begging for someone, anyone to help her. They stayed like that for what felt like an eternity to y/n before she heard rustling outside her door, followed soon by the hissing of the door opening.
Her face lit up slightly, hoping that whoever it was would help her. Sadly she couldn't see exactly WHO it was due to her back facing the door, and Shidou had passed out so he wasn't giving her any hints either.
She heard a soft gasp and some very fast reiterating footsteps, causing her to lose all hope in humanity. Hell, her own father was too busy to be able to look at the cameras and see her running from the Roach.
Quite soon after, the footsteps came back, but there were two sets this time. She heard the door hiss open again and immediately took back everything she had just thought about losing faith in humanity.
One of the people stomped over to the bed and yanked y/n from Shidou's arms, holding her tightly and securely. Y/n looked up, seeing her father and his VERY angry expression. Shidou sat up slowly, blinking at the scene of y/n in Ego's arms.
"Give her back," he stated, "She's mine."
Ego's eye twitched with rage as he put y/n down and pushed her back into the arms of the person who came and got him. Chigiri. A single tear fell down y/n's face as she huddled into the pink-head, watching Ego scream and yell at the roach.
If there was one thing he wouldn't tolerate, it was someone believing that they owned his daughter. He grabbed Shidou and forced him out of the room, leaving her and Chigiri in silence. Y/n pushed away from Chigiri slightly and walked halfway out her door.
"Wait!" she called.
Ego turned to her, shaking his head as if to say 'Stay back, and don't worry'. Y/n ignored him and looked to Shidou, glaring angrily.
"You never answered my question," she said, digging her fingernails into her hands, only stopping when Chigiri placed his hand over hers. Shidou, in turn, smirked lazily, looked her up and down, and responded.
"It's simple really." He turned fully to her, leaning forward slightly and gesturing between her and Chigiri with his head, "Whatever you two have." He sighed blissfully, and what he said next, chilled everyone to the bone.
"I want that....I want you."
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