Game of the Insane (Yandere Haikyuu!! x F!Reader Oneshots)

Cursed with Atsumu

Flufftober Prompt: Cursed

Pairings: Yandere! Miya Atsumu x F! Reader

WARNINGS: yandere themes, fluff

You were cursed.

At least, that's what everyone said. And you were starting to believe it.

Your three best friends, who you'd been friends with since practically diapers, no longer could stand to be in the same room as you. The one you were closest to dropped out of school altogether.

Students parted like the Red Sea when you walked down the hallway. No one offered to work with you when there were group projects.

The only person who talked to you was Atsumu.

He had taken you under his wing when he found you crying silently at your locker, broken-hearted that your last close friend was avoiding you. She had left a note, saying: we can't be friends anymore. Don't ask why.

"Hey," he said softly, "Ya don't deserve that."

You blinked in surprise. Loud, confident, popular Atsumu was putting an arm around you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Since then, he'd stuck to you like glue. He'd volunteer to be your partner in class, he'd carry your tray, he'd walk you to class... Suddenly, you weren't so lonely.

"Don't listen to them," Atsumu would say, "Yer perfect just the way you are."

"If I was perfect, they'd want to be around me," you finally pointed out, "Not avoid me like the plague."

Atsumu was quiet for a moment, before he said, "But it's you and me against the world- isn't that fun?"

You didn't want to hurt his feelings, but you pointed out, "You have Osamu and your friends. You're popular. I have no one other than you."

"I'm all ya need, trust me," Atsumu said smoothly, "Yer so beautiful- from the way ya walk to the way ya talk. Everyone's missing out on getting to know ya. But I know ya, and I know yer the most perfect girl I've ever met."

"Thank you," tears welled up in your eyes, "I-I wish I could believe that."

Atsumu's eyes went wide, "If you weren't, I wouldn't be by your side as much as possible."

He rummaged in his pocket for something, then fished out a pretty bracelet.

"What's that?" you asked.

"Wear this," Atsumu said, "It's proof that yer special to me. More special to me than anyone else."

You allowed him to slip the bracelet over your wrist.

Maybe being cursed wasn't so bad.

As long as you had Atsumu.