Yandere Hetalia Scenarios

{Japan/Reader} Murder, Violence, Crying

{I'm not a big fan of this one because I think the writings a bit weird??? But I got recommended to publish it anyways so here you are lovelies! <3}

1st March 2018
Lucky

"Shhhh, it's alright it's alright."

He cooed to you so sweetly, whispers in your ear as you were draped over his form, crying into his shoulder.

It was rare for him to get so close with someone, he had quite the personal bubble - but for you, he'd make an exception.

You had just heard the news that your partner had gone missing in the past few days, with no trace of where he went.

So you immediately sought help and comfort in your dearest friend Kiku, who you were with now.

The police had said there was nothing they could do, they had searched everywhere they could and didn't find anything.

Kiku smirked when you told him this.

"If they really loved you, they wouldn't have run away without telling you."

"Do you really think so?"

Soon you had finished crying, only left now to soft whimpers and sniffles, Kiku still holding you to him.

You were flush warm against him, and over time you relaxed until Kiku could only barely hear you breathing. You had cried yourself to sleep in his arms.

He smiled to himself as he stood, still holding you, with your legs wrapped around his waist and arms draped over his shoulders.

He was so happy you had come to see him today. If not, all that work with your partner would have meant nothing.

Well, it would have left you free and vulnerable, but still.

Just imagining their blood curdling scream as he finished the last blow to their chest was sending shivers of delight down Kikus spine.

Placing you down gently on his pristine bed, watching your sleeping face with pleasure, he sat and thought more about it.

They tried to run, and they did, successfully making it quite far - even though there was no point. They soon realised all their efforts were futile and eventually gave in, like a pathetic little worm, you definitely didn't deserve someone like that.

No. Only the very best for you. And he was sure he was it.

He remembers cleaning the blood from his face, as he made such a mess, disposing of the body where he was sure no one would find it.

It was remarkably easy when separated into pieces, he notes, just in case he needs to do it again.

After the main event had taken place, he snuck back to the crime scene to deal with any inconveniences - like evidence - and swiftly got rid of them.

Then it was time to go home and await the coming of his soon to be lover, who of which he did all of this for.

As you were sleeping, the last thought you had before dreaming away, was just how lucky you are to have a friend like Kiku.

How lucky you are to have someone like him to protect you.