"Can I Die With You?" (Yandere Fiancé X Female Reader)

Chapter 4

Zachary then parked the car in an unknown parking lot, leaving the female to raise her head quickly like a dog who hears trouble.
"It's nothing dangerous Y/n, so calm down." The male said behind her as he noticed how quickly the h/c female went from passive, to alerted.
It was actually quite adorable to see.

Y/n made eye contact with the male as she stayed silent; Zachary's thought of this is that she's probably reading his eyes for any signs of danger.
And he knew he was right, when the female looked away and seemed more calmer than before.

"Come on."

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You went out of the car, shut the door, and followed closely to the black haired male. You may sense safety, but you would still be alerted in case something happens.
As you looked up, your eyes slightly widen as you see what it was...

An freaking park with booths all around.
If you would've know you'll be outside, you could've put on some sunscreen.

"Lets go..." Zachary said as he raised his hand, reaching out for yours.
You simply grabbed his hand, and looked around the booths as he tugged on you to walk forward.
After half an hour of walking around and trying out some food, you were already bored of this place.
"So, why did you decide it would be a great idea to come outdoors in the sun with a fancy suit..?"
You asked quietly, keeping your sassy attitude back as you're trying to act shy.
You could tell this guy hates shy girls, which is why you decided to be quiet the whole fricken way.

"My mom wanted me to look my best, and you?"

"My mom wanted me too, but my dad doesn't like it when I show too much skin. Besides that, I don't like flashy outfits neither."
You replied normally, making eye contact and quickly looking away.

"Oh? So Y/n...what is it that you like?"
Zachary asked as he tries to create more chit chat with the quiet girl besides him.
"Huh, no one have asked me that before, but you wouldn't care if I told you, you might judge anyways."

"And just who judged you before?"

You looked at him as you no longer held a shy expression in his point of view,
"My mom."