DBZ X-Readers

Yandere!Broly x Reader Pt. 10 'Unknown'

Author's Note: HAVE SOME FLUFF 8D

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As the ninth month edged closer and closer, you grew less and less active. You had expected to feel tired, of course, but this was a fatigue you were ready to be rid of.

Broly had started coming home early, and tonight was no exception. Shortly after you had a small dinner he came through the door and straight to you. "How are you doing tonight?"

"Tired as always," you said, smiling weakly, "It's moving more, too."

"Yeah?" he asked, leaning down to put a hand over your belly, "Sure is. Hello in there..."

There was another kick, and you returned the smile Broly gave you. And against your better judgment, you asked a question you'd been wondering the answer to for a while now.

"Are you scared of me?"

Broly looked first surprised, then sheepish, but replied, "...yes."

"Why?"

He rubbed your belly again. "You...you haven't hurt me. Yet."

"I'm not going to."

He went on as if he hadn't heard you, "...every day I wait for you to hurt me. And when you don't, I sleep good. But...but then tomorrow comes."

"And you start to worry again?"

Broly nodded.

"What can I do to show you I won't leave?" You took a deep breath. "Ever."

"I...I don't know," he replied, "I don't want to keep doing this. I hate it. I love you and I keep doing this."

"It's okay," you said quietly, very slowly cuddling up to him, "Here...take a deep breath."

He obeyed.

"I'm here. I'm not leaving."

He delicately put his arms around you.

"Think that. 'She's here. She's not leaving.'"

He stayed quiet.

"Look at your ring when you think that. The ring's a promise I made with you." You tried to keep your tone calm and your voice gentle.

He did as you said.

"She is not leaving."

"She is not leaving," Broly repeated.

"She is here."

"She is here."

"We are together and that is not going to change."

"We..."

"Look at me, Broly. It's okay. You're scared."

"It's...it's not...I mean, I..."

"What is it?" you asked, sitting up. You felt suddenly cramped and vaguely claustrophobic.

"How can you love me?"

"Love isn't something you can explain," you said, "Can you explain why you love me?"

He went quiet.

"You can't, can you?"

"I just know I do."

"That's how I feel."

"But you act so..."

"I just show it differently," you said, shifting a bit as you felt another cramp. "Not everyone shows love the same way."