Ten Days of Yandere

Beast (Yandere!Yogi x Reader)

A/N: This fic totally isn't based off of a song...definitely not, hehe. Ugh, I think this is going to end up being more dramatic romance than yandere.-_- I do not own Karneval, any of its characters, or the picture.

Yandere warning: obsession, possessiveness, implied sexual themes, sadism

White puffs bloomed in the cold air before you, matching the pace of your rapid breathing. The muscles in your legs burned, your lungs screamed, and the urge to vomit was growing with each passing moment, but you forced yourself to move, run, escape what followed behind you. 

What started out as a simple mission had gone horribly wrong, the sweet, funny Yogi you knew and loved disappearing with the loss of his allergy patch and replaced by a pale-haired monster whose one goal in life seemed to be to make you his and his alone, no matter what.

Snow dragged at your feet and coat, making you stumble and slowing your steps, but you didn't notice, your mind filled with thoughts of how to save your lover, how to snap him out of his villainous state, and how to save yourself first.

You knew how serious Yogi's other personality was, how the only way to stop him was to knock him into unconsciousness or kill him. That left your options severely limited. Not only were you simply not strong enough to beat Yogi the way he was now, but the latter was something you wouldn't even consider. For now, all you could do was run and wait for one of the other members of your team to come help you or for Yogi to get tired.

Behind you, an explosion rocked the ground, making you trip and sending rocks, trees, and flying debris shooting past your head. A second later, you heard the signature laugh of insanity incarnate.

It didn't look like he was going to get tired anytime soon, unfortunately for you.

"Shit," you muttered under your breath as you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, your instincts screaming danger. 

"No where to run now, (y/n)~," Yogi's husky voice purred in your ear, making your skin crawl. So many times that voice had whispered sweet nothings in your ear, but now all the love and adoration that had made that voice so beautiful before was gone, replaced by malice and ill-intent. Strong arms wound around your waist, yanking you off your feet and back into a solid chest. "Caught you~! Let's do something fun together, (y/n)!"

Panic crawled up your spine, the beginnings of an idea of what was going to happen to you entering your mind and sending a shot of fear through your system. 

As his body enveloped yours, red eyes staring into the depths of your own, you couldn't help but note how cold he felt, how his natural Yogi warmth was gone. Fighting crossed your mind for a second, but considering the position you were in now, you knew struggling would be useless. Closing your eyes, you allowed him to carry you away, his grip on your body bruising.

Was this really the same person you knew and loved?

"Time to wake up, my love~."

Your eyelids flew open, hands yanking at the bonds that held them above your head as you came face to face with crazy hovering over you. "Yogi!"

"Happy to see me?"

You swallowed, your eyes darting away from him for a moment to scan your surroundings. From what you could tell you were in some sort of storage room, crates and boxes piled up in the corners. The strangely soft bed beneath you seemed out of place. Where in the world had he taken you?