Favorite Fixation (Yandere boys x Reader)

94.) Ethereal

The teen girl sat motionless on the edge of the bed, eyes glazed and unresponsive to the world around her. Keiji, seated beside her with his brow furrowed, poked her cheek once more, more persistently this time, his lips pressed in frustration. "Come on, (Y/n)... don't ignore me," he whined, snapping his fingers right in front of her face. Still, she didn't blink, didn't shift, didn't even flinch. It was as though she was staring straight through him, lost somewhere he couldn't reach.

Asahi, pacing restlessly in the room, kept throwing anxious glances toward her battered hands, his teal eyes clouded with worry. His usual confidence had given way to an edge of helplessness. Every time he looked at her, his jaw tightened, and another curse slipped past his lips. He hated seeing her like this- so detached, so painfully fragile.

Keiji sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Why won't she respond?" he murmured to himself, almost as if he could break through by sheer will.

Then, as if a thought had struck him, Asahi turned and disappeared into the adjoining bathroom. The tap ran briefly, and he reappeared, a damp towel in hand. He walked over to (Y/n), his movements tentative, and gently placed the cool cloth on her forehead, brushing her hair back with uncharacteristic gentleness. The soft touch did nothing to shake her out of her daze, but he hoped the dampness might at least alleviate some of her feverish symptoms.

As the two boys exchanged a look of quiet desperation, the door creaked open, and Yuuto stepped inside.

His entrance shattered the silence like a glass dropped on tile. Immediately, (Y/n)'s eyes snapped to him, and for the first time, her expression shifted- her pupils dilated, her face going flush again as she shrank back against the wall, every muscle in her body going taut. She scrambled to the farthest corner of the bed, hands shaking as she tried to put as much distance between them as possible, eyes wide and terrified.

Keiji's gaze darkened, his jaw tensing as he watched her recoil in panic. "Yuuto..." he muttered under his breath, a rare hint of anger flashing across his face.

Yuuto rolled his eyes as he watched her cower in the corner, frustration breaking through his otherwise detached demeanor. He strode around the bed with a hardened expression and reached out, roughly grabbing (Y/n)'s arm, yanking her back toward him. She yelped, her voice cracking in fear, the sound tearing through the tense silence in the room.

Asahi's head shot up, alert at the sudden noise, his focus snapping to her as he stopped pacing. For the first time, (Y/n) blinked and finally seemed to take in the scene around her: Kai was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching everything unfold with an intense gaze. At the foot of the bed sat Keiji, perched tensely, his hands idly fiddling with a frayed piece of fabric on his shirt. And there, just a few feet away, was Asahi, whose eyes were fixed firmly on her hands, his gaze darkening every time he looked at the bruised and bloodied fingers.

Yuuto shifted her arm in his grip, angling it under the dim light so he could inspect her face and body, frowning as he scanned her like a doctor assessing a patient. "Shock," he muttered with a cold certainty, as though diagnosing her was the most natural thing in the world.

He moved closer to examine her hands, leaning down to get a clearer view of her fingers. They were bruised, red lines tracing over her knuckles and joints, but no dangerous signs of infection were present. "No infection yet," he said flatly, tracing over her stumps. "But we'll need to clean and redress these wounds again."

(Y/n) felt frozen in place, her mind spinning in a haze. Her vision seemed to blur around the edges, and she was faintly aware of her heart racing, the rapid beats echoing in her ears. Her skin felt clammy to the touch, her hands trembling uncontrollably even as Yuuto held onto her. A wave of dizziness threatened to pull her under, her body feeling weak and unsteady, like her knees might buckle at any moment.