Yanderes x Reader

My Perfect Little Doll - Jan Valentine x Reader

You sucked in a sharp breath while dangling there, your wrist numb from the cuffs that cut into them. Your feet barely touching the peddle-stool underneath them while the chains kept you strung up like you weighed nothing. In fact that might be possible true with how thin you had become. A loud growl echoed through the dark room as you stared down at the floor with dead eyes. How did it come down to this? How is it that they sweet gentle man you had found and helped turned into this monster?

When you had first met Jan he was so badly wounded, nearly teetering of the edge of death. At least that's what you thought, you had no knowledge of what he really was. You took him home and patched him up the best you could, at first he seemed weary of you but eventually had grown soft and sweet. Dare you say you had found yourself falling for him, despite his strange behavior. From his hatred of the sun to barely eating whatever you gave him, and even the random burst of lewd comments.

You both stayed together for awhile before the 'incident' happened. The night you found out about his true nature, disturbed and horrified by what you found your kind attitude that you used to show to him melted away. Someone who takes another living beings life was someone you didn't wish to associate with. You kicked him out, left him to return to wherever he original lived before you had found him. Never aware that in the time he stayed with you, he had became obsessed with you.

He looked at you as if your were a porcelain doll that needed to be handle with care. In his eyes you were nothing but perfect and when you kicked him out something inside him just snapped. He followed you around without your knowledge, things started missing around your house and items were being misplaced. It wasn't until you were out late one night did he finally catch you. Leading you to your current situation.

How long has it been since all of that a happened? A year? In that time he would often bring you food but sometimes he would grow forgetful. A week has already passed and you were sure your stomach was attempting to eat itself by now. He had dressed you up to resemble that of a doll. Dress, make up, hair and everything done up just so that you looked like a large, life like doll. Your ears perked up when you heard a door open and footsteps come clobbering down the stairs.

"Ah, how's my precious little doll doing?" a soothing voice that you once liked asked. You looked to the man, your expression never changing. Your lips stayed in a straight line and your eyes stared on with such a dead expression. It would make one question if there really was a soul still residing within your body. "Aw, don't look at me like that darling. You look so ravishing in your little outfit" he cooed, snickering at his comment as he walked towards you.

In his hands he seemed to have been clutching a bag. "And look, I even went out and brought you some new clothes" he said, holding up the bag. "What's that? You need help changing into it, don't worry I'll make sure to be gentle as long as you promise to cooperate" he said, placing a hand on his ear. As if you had said something, you didn't respond to his words. Instead let your head lull to the side and stare at him.

"What am I saying? Of course you'll cooperate because you're my perfect little doll" he said, stepping close to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. "Oh! Looks like you lost a lot a weight, these clothes of yours seem to just swallow you up so its a good thing I bought these new ones" he said, trying to hold back his laughter while giving your hips a squeeze. You groaned when you felt his thumbs press down on your hip bone. He smirked, showing off the fangs in his mouth as his golden eyes seem to widen with mischief as he squeeze your hips again. As if your sounds of pain and displeasure were the most pleasurable thing he could ever hear.

He chuckled before burying his face into your stomach and sucking in a deep breath. "I love you, you know that, right?" he asked, smiling as he held you tightly. Your lips twitched upwards for a minute into a crooked smile as your dead eyes filled to the brim of tears at hearing those bittersweet words. You indeed knew that because it was for that reason you were stuck here, forced to be his perfect little doll.

A/N: I am so sorry if this is horrible.