Egil.
"Aah~ Ég missti þig kærust litla systir mín.", The Icelandic male threw himself onto (y/n) before she could run, "Ég elska þig litla blóm mín!~"
The platinum haired male absolutely covered his sister's face with kisses, and squeezed her in a tight embrace.
"Aaaahh~ sætur litla systir mín, ég elska þig svo mikið!"
(Y/n) couldn't help but squeak when the male hugged her, the Icelander snuggled his head into her chest and listened to the beating heart within.
"I love this sound, it's so comforting~", Egil smiled and closed his eye, "It along with your soft breathing as you sleep. I missed sleeping with you."
The Scandinavian girl pushed the male away and Egil gave an annoyed whine, "Ekki hlaupa í burtu frá mér blóm, kæri bróðir þinn elskar þig"
The girl ran to her apartment and locked the door before hiding under the bed, Footsteps and the desperate voice of Egil was heard.
"kærust litla mín blóm, koma aftur þannig að ég get elska þig!"
The bell to the front door jingled and the father's voice was heard, "MARINA YOU BITCH, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
Screaming was followed by the sound of Egil's Laughter and the smell of blood, Egil's laughter died down to be replaced by running footsteps.
(Y/n) continued to hide, praying that Egil would just give up and leave. Fate was not kind to her.
The Red violet eye of Egil's stared at the girl's (e/c) ones as an insane smile crept across his face, "Hallò Blóm~"
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her out from under the bed. The Icelandic male snuggled against the girl's warm body, he raised her wrist to his lips and held them there.
"Remember I used to do this when you were sick or when you had a nightmare?", Egil cooed softly, "It showed that I will protect you."
(Y/n) nodded slowly in fear of the young man who was holding her closely.
"Hvers vegna ertu hræddur við mig?", Egil whined, "is it because I killed people? I would never hurt you blóm."
The young Icelandic male snuggled closer to the girl, eliminating all means of escape.
"I hate to do this to you, but you leave me no choice but to use this", Egil pulled out a syringe filled with strange liquid, "it'll make you sleepy for a while." The Icelander pricked (y/n)'s neck with the needle and the girl became very weak, she lay limp in his arms as he carried her past the freshly slaughtered corpses that littered her shop.
"Sleep my blóm, you will be safe with me and the others.", Egil gently nuzzled his face into (y/n)'s hair and inhaled her scent, "sætur lítill minn blóm"
The Scandinavian girl could not fight the chemically induced drowsiness any more and fell asleep in the arms of her deranged brother.
She awoke to a familiar room and saw several things that were different: she was chained to the wall by magic shackles on her wrists, there were no windows in the room, the door was a heavy steel one that had a magic circle seal on it, and she was wearing a frilly Lolita dress that she definitely did not have on earlier.
(Y/n) was scared, she was in a room she did not want to be in and in captivity of brothers she feared.
The worst part: She was alone.
This torture continued for four more days after she first woke up, a day for every year she was not with the insane men she knew as her brothers. She was hungry from not being fed and longed for human contact. She just sat in the corner staring at a huge dragon plush Animal.
The girl already read the books on the bookshelf and explored every crack in the room, now all she did was stare back at the soulless eyes of the toy that sat in front of her.
The door clicked and groaned as it was opened, the smell of food got (y/n)'s attention but she ignored the visitor and continued to stare.
"Blóm?"
The girl ignored him, and the male approached her. "Blóm.", The Icelandic accent said once again.
And again she ignored him, Egil whined in frustration. "Thurston! She's not responding!"
"Fucking pansy.", A familiar Finnish man's voice growled and (y/n) was forced to turn and look at the men, "That's what you had to do."
"But I wanted her to voluntarily listen to us...", Egil continued whining.
Thurston held a bun in front of (y/n)'s face, "eat. You must be starving by now."
The girl looked back to the toy she had been staring at for a while, earning an irritated groan from the Finnish male.
"I guess that we are doing this the hard way."
(Y/n) heard the sound of someone biting a food item before once again being forced to turn to her visitors, The Finnish man roughly opened the girl's mouth and just as roughly collided his lips into hers.
Thurston was forcing her to eat, when she finally swallowed the Finnish male let go and held the bun in front of her again.,"Are you going to eat now or do I have to keep doing this?"
(Y/n) gave in to hunger, took the food and ate. Thurston stood up and walked out of the room, but grunted at Egil first. "You should have done that whiny bitch."
"That's Mean!", Egil exclaimed and Thurston rolled his eyes.
"I don't give a fuck." The door groaned again as it closed, leaving (y/n) and Egil alone.
The Icelandic male sat beside his sister and petted her hair as she ate, "Lítil blóm líta á mig"
The Scandinavian girl glanced over to her brother with an annoyed expression and Egil wrapped his arms around her waist, "sætur litla systir mín, ég missti að spila með þér"
(Y/n) tried to wriggle out of the male's grip but Egil hugged her tighter. "We could play another game.", he hummed, "It would be fun."
The girl looked away from the young man and the Icelandic brother whined at her actions.
Egil then got an idea, "Blóm~ look here." (Y/n) turned her head and was face to face with her brother, the male had an insane smile on his face.
He crashed his lips into hers and held her there until the girl's vision started to blur, Egil cuddled into his sister's warm chest.
"Ég elska þig, litli blóm mín",Egil whispered as he listened to her heartbeat, "you belong to us."
(Y/n) was an innocent bunny being kept as a pet by a pack of wolves, by the brothers she both loved and feared.
"Við elskum þig svo mikið litla systur"
Translations :
Ég missti þig kærust litla systir mín- I missed you dearest little sister
Ég elska þig litla blóm mín- I love you my little flower
sætur litla systir mín, ég elska þig svo mikið- cute little sister, I love you so much
Ekki hlaupa í burtu frá mér blóm, kæri bróðir þinn elskar þig- don't run away flower, your brothers love you
kærust litla mín blóm, koma aftur þannig að ég get elska þig- my dearest little flower, come back so I can love you
Hvers vegna ertu hræddur við mig- why are you afraid of me
Lítil blóm líta á mig- little flower look at me
sætur litla systir mín, ég missti að spila með þér- My cute little sister, I missed playing with you
Ég elska þig, litli blóm mín- I love you, my little flower
Við elskum þig svo mikið litla systur- we love you so much little sister.
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We'll Never Leave you alone (Yandere 2p nordic 5 X reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) woke up in a hospital without any memories except for her age being eight and her last name being Køhler. I don't own Hetalia. Art belongs to the respective owners.
