Yandere Grell x Male!Reader

Introduction/Part 1

(Y/n) is a young reaper who recently graduated from the Reaper Academy, slowly becoming accustomed to the way things worked around the building. As of now, you worked in a cubicle- typical of all those who were new here. You could recognize some familiar faces in your surrounding area from the academy, and you were sure you'd get used to the rest of the people in a short while. You were introduced to your new boss, Grell Sutcliff, an elder reaper who worked in a private office down the hall. It seemed from the conversation that you were the first to work under her, being given simple directions for a daily routine. You were to respond to her to pick up your paperwork and drop it off daily, etc, etc. You only really paid attention to the important parts of your directions. The building felt intimidating at first as you were prone to getting lost in large areas, but at least you could trust yourself with spotting your boss. Hell, how could you miss her. She had bright red hair for starters, and a flamboyant attitude.. the informality put you at some sort of ease. But, something about her was off-putting to you. You couldn't quite place it, perhaps it was the way she scanned your body when she first looked at you, but you can't tell for sure. Time flew by as stack after stack of paperwork was completed, days went by quickly which soon turned to months and so forth. As time progressed, things began become a normal daily cycle. You've lost track of how long you've been working here, it's probably been a couple months. You've continued to have the same sense of comfort around your boss, yet still coupled with an odd feeling about her whenever you left her office. You didn't know how to justify it, and thus carried on like the feeling didn't exist. Just the same as when you first got here, everyone kept to themselves and nobody really made any conversation with you other than Grell, which was probably due to everyone desperately just wanting to be done with their work. This included you, though you did tend to work at a slow pace due to lack of focus- I mean how could anybody stare at paperwork for hours and not want to doze off. Speaking of paperwork, you should probably get back to doing yours. After all, glancing around your small cubicle, most of your paperwork is already done. Just a small stack of things left to do, yet you had no desire or motivation to actually get it done. Through the slow process of coaxing yourself into actually doing it, imagining how relieving it would be to go home and rest pushed you through the rest of your workload. You pushed the papers into a folder, then leaned back, stretching your arms and yawning before rising up out of your seat, making your daily trip to give your boss the completed work. You knocked on her door, entering upon her usual chime "oh, come in~!" She seemed startled, as if she was about to doze off too. It was late after all, and a lot of others have already gone home. You placed the paperwork on her desk, giving her a small smile. "Ah, you've finally finished. Good, sit down darling, we should talk." She spoke in her usual tone and motioned towards the chair in front of her desk. You were still a bit shocked and curious regardless of her calm tone, you hadn't done anything wrong, have you? You've never been asked to sit down before, and you assumed it was probably good that you haven't. However, you obeyed; sitting in a chair in front of her desk. "Have I done anything wrong..?" You looked up at her nervously as she rose from her seat, slowly beginning to circle her way around the desk towards you as she spoke. "Oh of course not, it's quite the opposite! You see darling, over the course of time you've been working under me, I've started to take quite an interest in you..." Her mouth curled into a grin, letting out a low chuckle that unsettled you. You felt something wasn't quite right here, your heart began to race as you gripped the arms of the chair, preparing to bolt out of the office at any moment as her heels clacked against the floor, making her way closer to you. She was now positioned behind the chair, and continued, "(y/n), you're awfully cute, young and innocent, you seem so sweet and oh so lovely, I'd love to spend some more time with you-" With this, you internally decided it was time to get the fuck out of there, but was stopped by your superior pushing you back into the chair and holding you there as you struggled and writhed against her arm, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in your neck as you whimpered, then felt...something...shit was that a needle?! What did she just-... Your thoughts and consciousness quickly began to fade as your body and eyes became heavy... your world becoming pitch black, the last sound you heard was a deep, spine-chilling chuckle from behind you.