Wolf in Sheep's Clothing (Yandere! Attack on Titan various x Reader)

Chapter Fifteen

Aware, Aware, you stalk your prey...

Chuckles escaped the brunette food-loving boy as he watched the object of his affections from behind a tree. (Y/N) looked around suspiciously before shrugging and continuing on her way. Sasha gave a sharp nod to her companion, shaved-headed Connie Springer.

Ever since joining up with Connie, Sasha felt as though she were on top of the world. He didn't mind sharing at all, in fact, he was very much open to it. (Y/N) would cook for him and tutor Connie- they would both be able to love on the poor, sweet girl as much as they would like.

However, (Y/N) probably wasn't open to the idea of marrying two people. She was understanding and perfect, yes, but she wasn't into...well...she was innocent and slightly ditsy. At least, that's how Sasha saw it.

Connie was more than accepting of the idea of forcing (Y/N) into a relationship. "Everyone loves her. I normally wouldn't have a chance."

Sasha could see what he meant. Connie was hyper and dim, while Sasha himself could be annoying at times.

What was (Y/N) into? Did she like guys like them? Probably not- no angel would lower herself to them.

So why not break the angel's wings?

(Y/N) disappeared around the corner, causing the two boys to hurry after her from a distance. Sasha held Connie back from full-out racing after her as (Y/N) disappeared into a house.

"That's her house." Connie breathed reverently.

"That's where we'll take her from." Sasha mused. "It'll be easiest. She seems to live alone."

"Do you think we can see into her bedroom?" Connie whispered, despite the lack of witnesses to hear them.

Sasha chuckled again, "Now, let's not get greedy, Connie."

"Just a peek?"

"Soon, we'll have more than just a peek. I bet her lips taste like candy." Sasha began to salivate at the thought. "NO! We must wait! We have to wait!" He wiped the drool from his chin. "God, what would she think of us right now?"

"I dunno. I think she'd be pretty impressed." Connie flexed, a goofy grin on his face.

"Think she'll be impressed by those puny arms?" Sasha groaned. Then, with a sneaky grin, began to flex, "Look at these babies. Pa-POW!"

The two of them joked around like idiots, unaware that they weren't the only ones willing to kidnap (Y/N).

Connie tossed and turned in his bed, frowning as he attempted to get some sleep. "If she was here...."

Unable to resist any longer, he leapt from his bed and stumbled over to the door. "I'm going to see her. Sorry, Sasha."

Sasha may not have been there to hear his apology, but he still found it necessary as he started up his car and began the short drive to (Y/N)'s house.

And apologize he did, the whole way there and the whole time he lusted over her sleeping form. He stayed until the sun split the sky with its bright light.

Still not satisfied, he apologized one last time and began to walk to his car.

He apologized as he pleased himself. He apologized as he cleaned up. He apologized as he drove home.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, but (Y/N) was like a drug, and he needed her to survive.

"I'm sorry, but sometimes, I need to be a little greedy." Connie gazed lovingly at a photo he had taken of her slumbering form.

"I love you so much, (Y/N)"

...With criminal mentality