Shutterbug // Yandere!Travis x Zane

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[previously titled Contest Entry]
-now entered in the 2017 wattys-
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"Shutterbug"
A Yandere!Travis x Zane One-Shot

I made this for a contest,but you can read this like a normal really,really fucked up fanfiction.
Other than that,uh..Enjoy?
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EDITED BY: @JustANerd777

Length: 1,070 Words
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He always watched him from afar. It was an unhealthy obsession. Travis would peer behind a corner, staring at the black haired boy, behind the lenses.

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Despite his confident demeanor, even glancing for a second at the boy he was so infatuated with, would send him to the ground in a blushing pile of goo.
Travis' friends noticed this peculiar behavior and would often question him about it. He would recover quickly, acting as if nothing ever happened.

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The collection he had was quite vast. His room was covered from head to toe in pictures of Zane. From ones of him in class, to ones of him sleeping...Travis had it all.
More often than not, deep into the night, he would take his favorite pictures and do...unmentionable things.
But always, he would hang the photo up, kiss it and go back into slumber.

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On one perfect day, his dear friend Aphmau introduced the two for the first time.
All hell broke loose that day. As Travis shook Zane's hand, he was restraining himself to not faint.

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Weeks had passed, and despite the boy's now being friends, Travis still continued his habit. He wanted to make a scrapbook of all the memories.
Then,the white-haired boy unluckily was caught. He was stalking Zane late at night in fall, as he was walking home from the store.
As Travis raised the camera lense to his eyes, he noticed a blonde boy was glaring daggers at him.

Fuck.

Travis ran, tightly holding the precious picture taker under his arms. Heavy footsteps echoed behind the boy as he ran faster and faster. He turned into an alleyway when he was slammed harshly into the wall, the impact smashing his camera to bits. "Why the hell have you been following my brother?" Yelled the blonde boy.
Travis noticed he looked familiar. He probably knew at one point what this boy's name was, but Travis did not care. The green-eyed boy also noticed he had a rather large knife in his hand.
"You broke my camera."
Blondie growled, pressing his hands onto Travis' neck. "Stay away from him, fucker."
Travis coughed, smirking slightly. "I can't do that."

A boy screamed.

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"Do you like him?"
Travis spit out his orange juice, a new camera hanging from his neck. "W-what?"
"Zane. I've seen the way you look at each other." Travis quickly became a blushing mess, sheepishly looking at the floor and fidgeting with his camera. Aph smirked slightly, looking at Zane who was sitting a few feet away, looking even more depressed than usually.
Travis noticed this. "Hey, isn't Zane's birthday in a couple weeks?"
"Yeah, I think so-"
"Will you help me?"

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"So, this is my house," said Travis happily, showing Aphmau around his house.
He began to climb the stairs, with his friend following suit.
A chill went down the girl's backside, every part of her yelling to get out of there.

But she didn't.

Travis turned around, handing Aphmau a dusty, dirty cloth. "Put this around your eyes. I want my room to be a surprise." Reluctantly, she did, taking the cloth and tying it around her head.
Travis took her hand and pushed her into a room, closing the door behind her. Aphmau did not hear the sound of the door locking.

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The town was in an utter panic. Several more kids had gone missing, with more restrictions on how late kids could stay out.
Zane never went out anymore. Some of his best friends had been some of the unlucky few who went missing.
Including his brother, Garroth. The black haired boy sat on the floor and watched the news, the reporter explaining how another girl named Katelyn had gone missing.
Zane barely knew her, but it was still sad to see yet another one of his friends gone.
Sighing, Zane turned off the TV and looked at his phone. He saw the date and realized something. It was his birthday.
And Zane was all alone.

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Finally, it was done!
Travis' gift to his love was finished.
"It is a shame so many people had to die in order for me to complete it," He thought to himself.
Wrapping it up in a nice little box, Travis stepped over a smelly,rotting corpse and walked out the door and left to deliver the box.

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A knock came at the door.
The sudden noise made Zane jump and he cautiously opened it to see a bubbly, smiling Travis. Zane was surprised to see him. After all, they hadn't talked in weeks.
"Oh,h-hey Travis.." Travis smiled widely, pushing Zane out of the way and entering the home. "I like your house Zane!"
Travis sniffed.

"It smells like you."

Zane raised an eyebrow at his words, but said nothing, closing the door. He sat on the couch while Travis was beside him. Travis gently placed the present on the blue-eyed boy's lap, looking at him with expectant eyes.
"F-for me?" Zane said with a whisper. Travis said nothing but shook his head yes. Zane carefully opened the gift.

It's was a beautiful leather book, with the words "For My Love" sketched on the front. Zane raised an eyebrow yet again, and opened the first page.
All color drained from his cheeks and face. There were about five photos, all of him.
With family, with him alone...him shirtless. Zane gagged, frantically flipping through the pages, the photos getting worse and more explicit each time.

Travis just chuckled as Zane tossed the book and looked at him, fear clearly in his eyes.

"How did you like my gift, my little Shutterbug?"

Travis laughed maniacally,crawling on top of Zane's shivering body. "What the hell is wrong with you?" The black-hair boy cried.
Smirking,Travis leaned forward,kissing Zane on the lips.

"No need to be afraid,my darling. You have me now~"

Laughter filled the nearly-empty house,and Zane realized something.

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He would never escape the shutterbug in his life.
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Hi readers!
Hope you enjoyed this story. This is Aris, from the future!
I edited the first chapter a bit, not by much though.

Hope you enjoyed this...thing.
-Aris