The Red Room (Yandere Male x Female Reader)

Chapter 2

Your toes curled in fear, jaw painfully clenched. You felt sick to your stomach as you started recalling memories of your past.

You would never see your family again.

You cursed Aaron in your momentary anger, hoping that he would get what was coming for betraying you like this. Your heart ached under the realization that the person you so affectionately referred to as a brother was the same person who got you into this mess in the first place. His selfishness in wanting someone to be tortured based on what he wanted is what would bring you your demise.

What hurt the most, however, was the thought that Aaron probably didn't care either.

You let out a whine of protest when you felt a hand land ever-so-gently on the top of your head. Your heart dropped to your stomach, bile building once again in the back of your throat. You could almost feel yourself drowning in Wolf-man's presence. Your muscles locked, freezing you on the spot in your balled position.

You half expected him to lower his hand to your neck and grip it with a bruising force, if not one that would crush your throat. You doubted he'd kill you now; you were most-likely more valuable to him alive until his next "show". However, to your shock, you felt him pet your head in an affectionate manner.

A strange concoction of noises escaped your throat as your head launched up to look up at him. Your eyes widened in shock when you were faced with a young male about 2-3 years older than you. His raven-black hair stuck out in random places, semi-hiding his pierced ears. His eyebrows furrowed in concern over his amber eyes. You noticed a slight tinge of greenish-hazel surrounding the pupils, but it was something you only noticed because of the extremely close proximity the two of you shared.

You jerked your head back violently, the back of your head colliding with the wall with a painful-sounding 'crack'. Your eyes shut tightly and your teeth clenched together; letting out a hiss of pain as one of your hands moved to travel to the back of your head. Before your hand could reach it's destination, however, you felt a hand gently cradle your neck and pull you forward, another hand moving to check the back of your head for you

 Although calloused, his hand were surprisingly soft and gentle. You heard Wolf-man inhale sharply and draw his hand back to look at it. You managed to force one eye open and noticed the hand he had withdrawn was covered in an alarming amount of blood. Before you could react, you felt the ground leave from under you as he scooped you up into his arms. You whined in protest, immediately regretting it when your head throbbed.

You didn't resist against his hold on you, the consequences of destroying the back of your skull on the wall finally beginning to kick in. Your consciousness was fading from you; your head tipped back and landed on his arm, the pain hardly registering in your mind. You felt him attempt to shake you awake, resulting in pulling a groan from your throat. You felt his walking speed up drastically, his shaking getting more and more vigorous as your ability to stay awake fled from you.

The last thing you remember was his walking quickly developing into a run.

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You woke up, the air thick with the smell of disinfectants. The white wall you were staring at had a very distinct pink tinge. You shuddered at the realization that it was more than likely that had been someone else's blood at some point.

You turned to lay on your other side - or made an attempt to, at least.

Now that you were fully conscious, you noticed the arms that wrapped around your waist, the feeling of someone's face pressing against the back of your neck. You shifted around slowly, making an attempt to look at who was behind you.

You weren't too surprised to see Wolf-man as the culprit of the secondary warmth you were receiving, but your confusion was only fueled more as to why he was there in the first place. You made a poor attempt in getting away, only resulting in getting pulled tighter against the sleeping man's chest, his legs wrapping around yours in an attempt to keep you there.

You groaned and decided against wiggling any more. His breath tickled the hairs on the back of your neck,his chest pressed against your mid-back. Had the situation been different, you  might have actually enjoyed his embrace. It was comfortable.

'If only...' You sigh in exasperation, opting to closing your eyes for the time being. Sleep was far off from your busy mind, but resting your eyes seemed like the best thing to do at the moment. Some time later, you felt him shift around and take a deep breath, nuzzling his face into your neck as he slowly began to rise out of the grasps of sleep.

You heard (and felt) him grumble - which sounded more like a deep purr - and pull back a small amount. You try to escape from his grip once more, succeeding for a little while.

What you didn't take in account was the velocity in which you jerked away, causing you to nearly fall off the bed in which you occupied up until a few seconds ago.

You shrieked as you flailed your arms about, trying desperately to stay on the mattress. You felt a hand curl around the back of your shirt, giving it a good tug so that you were no longer at risk of face planting on the tiles below. You felt yourself being flipped around, a pair of arms tugging you into Wolf-man's chest.

You began to wonder if you would ever learn his name... most likely not considering your fate after this.

You didn't bother fighting back this time, not ready to take another potential plunge off the bed. You already had enough head trauma for the time being. You looked up to see his troubled face, as if he was fighting against himself. It didn't take long for him to notice your gaze, so he looked down at you and raised an eyebrow.

"So.... um... Would you mind letting me go?" you tried to push him away, but he growled lowly and pulled you tighter against him. You squirmed against him out of discomfort, nose scrunching as you put effort into getting away. You heard him make a sound close to a snarl, causing you to freeze out of surprise. You felt one of his hands slowly slide up from its position around your waist, trailing up to rub between your shoulder blades.

You felt yourself begin to relax involuntarily, your arms struggling to push back the longer he rubbed. Eventually you gave in, flopping against his chest and accepting that you weren't going anywhere any time soon. You sighed and pressed your ear against his chest, taking notice of the deep 'purr' he made.

"Good girl." You felt him pull you into a position that made it easier for him to bury his face into your neck, but your mind was too preoccupied with the sound of his voice. It was deep, but not unpleasantly so. It held a slight rumble as he whispered, but it was powerful nonetheless.

"So you do talk." You wanted to slap yourself for the snarky reply, regretting every poor life choice that had brought you to this point. You felt him grin against your neck, a chuckle coming from his throat -  a sound, you noted, was extremely sexy coming from him.

You smacked yourself mentally for that one.

"I do." you yelped when he nipped your neck, drawing out another chuckle from him. "How cute..." He licked the area he nipped slowly, pulling you tighter against him.

"H-hey! Stop it! It's weird!" You started to squirm again, causing him to growl and bite down on the junction between your neck and shoulder. You stiffen and swallow the lump in your throat, a choked whine of protest slipping out a little.

"Stop squirming..." Wolf-man growled lowly into your ear, capturing the lobe between his teeth. You shuddered - unsure if it was out of disgust or pleasure - and  clenched a handful of his t-shirt, cringing when you felt him suck on it. He slowly pulled away, allowing his teeth to lightly scrape against your ear; a shiver when down your spine when his nose nuzzled against your cheek.

"Mine...." he growled lowly, but it held a mixed tone of playful and possessive. He kissed your ear sensually, breathing hotly against it. You tried to move away from him, only to result in the hand pressed between your shoulder blades moving up to grip your hair painfully tight, pinning you in place. You yelped and squeezed your eyes shut, tears of frustration and small amounts of pain threatening to spill over.

"MINE."