Dominant Reader Insert.

Kadaj (FFVII) x Male Reader

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Unedited.

A/N: Reader's personality is rather pushy. If it makes you uncomfortable, maybe skip over this chapter!

A grin of pure sadism and bloodlust adorned Kadaj's pale lips, his double bladed Katana pressed against his victim's throat the best that it could he given the situation.

Loz was currently holding him back from the injured male, a pout on his lips. "You can't hurt, ____! He's an ally, Kadaj!"

"I'll fucking send him straight to his grave," the younger shouted as he lifted his sword to strike the other once again. His slit pupils were as thin as paper and his eyes were wide in determination. He really wanted the bastard dead. "You hear that, _____!? I'll fucking kill you!"

"I didn't think it'd anger you so much, Kadaj..." ____ replied, gazing at the other as he propped himself up on his elbows. He winced at the sudden pain from injuries sustained and scowled for a moment.

"You didn't think I'd get mad!? You fucking idiot!"

Loz took a step back to keep Kadaj from killing the male that laid on the ground. In all honesty, Loz would truly hate if he died. ____ kept Yazoo from calling him a baby so often! And he'd make him food... And wouldn't make him feel dumb... Like a good big brother.

Unfortunately, being so lost in thought, his grip slacked a bit, giving Kadaj enough freedom for an opportunity to harm the other. Instantly, Loz pulled Kadaj back, tears bubbling at the corners of his eyes, though even then it was too late. He'd already cut ____.

The wound was small. Just a knick across the throat - a shallow cut that didn't worry ____ too much, but sent Loz into a crying fit. Blood began to trail down ____'s neck, sending Loz into a panic. "Kadaj stop being mean! You.. You jerk!"

"Stop crying you idiot! It's his fault! Let. Me. Go."

Yazoo entered the kitchen to see what the ruckus was all about and smirked. "Dear brother, you really should be more nice to ____. He's done nothing but offer assistance and maintain the base..."

"Shut the hell up, Yazoo. He deserves to die, we can get another ally anywhere!" Kadaj snarled as he attempted to peel himself from Loz's grip.

"Am I truly that replaceable to you, Kadaj?" ____ finally spoke up.

"Yes. More than just easy. Fucking effortless. I honestly rather see you die than walk away!"

"...Loz, take Kadaj into his room... And stop that crying." Yazoo spoke out, ignoring the youngest brother. He waited until Loz was gone and down the hall before looking at ____.

Instantly the other broke out laughing and allowed himself to fall completely against the ground. "Fuck."

"You're an idiot, ____. You know that?"

"I believe the term is 'love struck,' Yazoo~," came ____'s cooed reply. He was grinning from one ear to the other, blood dripping from the edge of his lips.

"Call it what you will - it still is going to be the death of you."

"I don't think he'd actually kill me, Yazoo. He loves me too~."

"And those wounds?"

"His way of marking me."

"That's called abuse, if you don't recall..." Yazoo said with a little laugh. He held out a hand for the other and helped him up. The silverette couldn't help stare for a bit. This man... This man was the one who was so infatuated with his brother? And his way of showing it was through--

A clap beside his ear erased his thoughts. There stood ____, that dumb, crooked grin on his face. "I'm going to go wash up, naked, alright?"

"Of course... Though, clapping into my ear was completely unnecessary.."