You Are Meant To Be Mine

Yandere!Stein x Reader

Franken Stein | Soul Eater

You were a teacher at DWMA, The Death Weapon Meister Academy. From the first time you met him, you never really liked him. He was sort of strange, with his habits of wanting to dissect people and to think of himself and of other people as an experiment. But the thing that scared you the most was of the way he would always inspect you, looking down at you as if you were another one of his objects used in an experiment.

It wasn't until months later that he truly scared you. He took you away from the school that you were so fond of, hid you away in one of his hidden laboratories. He kept you in a cage, treated you as if you were his pet. You hated being in a cage, hated being treated like you were worthless, hated him. How long had it been since you breathed in fresh air? All you breathed in now was the stench of his laboratory, which was not a very pleasant smell. How long had it been since you last ate a proper meal? Probably weeks ago. You were starting to grow skinny, weak, and tired.

You stared out of your cage, counting from one to a hundred under your breath. Those numbers were the only thing keeping you sane. You immediately stopped when you heard the creak and slam of a door. Your breath hitched in your throat and your eyes started getting teary again. You could feel the soft whimpers coming out of your dried lips. You wiped it away weakly with the back of your hands, not wanting to look weak in front of the man who you loathed.

You stared at him emotionlessly as he walked closer to you, his coat bloodied. His sadistic smile was on his lips and his eyes looked glassy and far-away, as if he was thinking about something. He stared at you and you stared back, trying your hardest not to cringe. "I'm back, sweetheart~," he said, his voice hoarse. This was the voice that haunted your nightmares, made you cry and scream in your sleep every night, and the voice the belonged to the person who you were most scared of.

"Guess what experiment I did today?" He asked as he stood up, searching his coat pockets for something. You closed your eyes and let a sigh of exhaustion escape your lips. You were used to listening to him ranting on about dissecting things or doing experiments. Perhaps today wouldn't be as bad as the other days, when he talked to you about how he would dissect the people closest to you. "Open your eyes, [ Y/N ]."

There, in front of you, was a jar filled with blood. He laughed crazily as you stared at him in disgust. Whose blood did he put inside that jar? You were shocked that he would do such a thing, but were relieved that it wasn't your own blood. "Guess who this belongs to sweetheart?" Since you couldn't say anything without choking on your own voice or crying, you stood silent and continued glaring at him.

"Tch, so silent. It's your boyfriend's!" He said, a wide grin on his face. Immediately, you screamed. Your . . . boyfriend's? You shut your eyes tightly and shook your head from side to side, assuring yourself that this wasn't real. No way it was your beloved boyfriend's, Spirit's, blood. The more you thought about it, the more possible it sounded. The person who did it was Stein for goodness's sake. He was insane and even those who didn't know him very well knew it.

"Y-You're sick," you managed to choke out, wiping your tears. You were so tired, so exhausted. You sobbed and shook as you thought about the ways Stein could've tortured your poor boyfriend. You were too busy crying that you didn't even notice Stine opening your cage and letting you out. You did notice the arms that draped around your shoulders, as if trying to comfort you, but you no longer cared about them. Whatever he did to you was fine now. You no longer cared about anything he did to you.

"Oh, sweetheart! I can't wait to dissect more people just for you!"

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(A/N): Edited