There's This Guy Online [ YANDERE!MALE X READER ] ✓

~ 12: Staying a Night. ~

Guys, Guys! Wait, I can explain!

*Aesthetic.exe has stopped working*

Okay, but seriously. I have Writer's block currently- well had, so like-- hjakdodjekoxod.

For the past three days, I had no idea what to write, and lost all motivation.

I've also been procrastinating but aNyWhO-

I am not going back on my word anymore, I will post on certain days.

(Most likely three days a week, like on Mondays, Thursdays and Sundays.)

Okay, that is all. Enjoy! 😉💜
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"Don't move."

Her heart fell out of her chest. Was it the killer? Were they after her but killed her frienemy instead. She gulped. "L-Look, I won't tell the cops about you if you don't kill me." (Y/N) closed her covered eyes, and bit her lip. "Huh? What are you talking about? Did you assume I killed her?"

Her fear made her deaf, oblivious to the familiar voice behind her. "Is it... Ken?" She asked, opening her eyes. The male removed his hand that was over her eyes, standing up. "Wow, then you even confuse my voice with my brother. Are we even friends?" He asked, holding out a hand to help her up.

(Y/N)'s cheeks began to burn a bright pink, tucking the loose strands of her thin hair behind her ear. "O-Oh! Jyu! Sorry, I didn't know it was you! Sorry for confusing you two and all... I was just scared." Her bloodied hand met his, kindly accepting his will to help her up.

His heart skipped a beat. The way she said his name was cute, but it still wasn't enough. "Oh, so you were expecting him but not me?" Jyugo asked curiously, raising a brow. "That's not what I--"

"Then what did you mean? Tell me, (Y/N)." He demanded sternly, an eerie glow in his eyes. "I, uh, meant..."

"Who's there!?" Shouted a cop, his footsteps followed by others.

Jyugo quickly grabbed her hand, pulled her away from the crime scene. “Come on, let’s go!” He said, forcing her away. “Wh... What? Why are we running? We didn’t do it!” She had a point, but it’d still make them look bad; they’ll still be questioned and interrogated, which was a complete waste of time.  

“I’ll take you home. You’ll be safe with me, don’t worry.” 

(Y/N)’s words tinted her pale cheeks, still a bit traumatized by what she had witnessed. “R-Right...” 

Soon, the pair had arrived back at (Y/N)’s home, where Jyugo had dropped her off. “I’m ashamed to go inside, I don’t have the stuff my mom wanted...” She sighed, raising the list she held tightly in her hand up to eye-level. The brunette standing in front of her chuckled, patting her head.  

“It’ll be fine. If you explain to her what had happened, I’m sure she’ll be worried about your safety rather than the food you bring home.” He continued to caress the top of her head, more concerned about the softness and delicacy of it.  

Eventually, he snapped out of it, removing his hand while noticing her disturbed expression. “What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” Jyugo asked, naturally feeling concerned. “Kiriko... she’s actually...” Her voice shook and her lip quivered, making it clear to him she’d cry. Before she could, he cupped her chin, gazing in her eyes.