BNHA Boys x Fem!Reader Oneshots [Requests: Closed]

🌹Yandere ??? x Reader (Final)

"H-Hitoshi..." My head rolled to the side as I slowly woke up. I didn't remember passing out or going to sleep. Gathering myself I didn't quite recognize the room. Nothing looked amiss or messy, I was on a large bed and the room was pretty empty as a while. I was startled when I heard a door opening, steam snuck out as the door moved; I assumed it was a bathroom. 

"Oh! Hey babe, you're up!" I felt light headed as I stared at the figure in the doorway.

"H-Hibiki...?" I kept blinking thinking I was hallucinating. I didn't even notice him nude, with only a towel around his waist. Steam hovered over his skin as he used another towel to dry his wild red hair. 

"Oh. Right. This is probably...crazy...and...confusing." He tilted his head to the side and chuckled nervously. "But it's all perfect now, (Y/n). We're together and you're safe!" He flashed a charming smile. "Not so much the other..." He muttered but I could still hear.

"Sh-Shouto...and...Hito-"

"They don't matter." His joyful grin snapped into a menacing glare as he interrupted me. The dense moment was cut off by a rhythmic knock on another door.

"Kirishima-san, ~~~~~" A familiar male voice was talking in Japanese and I couldn't understand anything, except the first word. A name; but not Hibiki's. The familiar red head clenched his jaw and turned his head, barking what seemed like orders in Japanese back at whoever was on the other side of the door. It took me a moment but I realized it was Shouto's voice.

"That probably just made you more confused, huh." The innocent, playful smile was back and he made his way towards the bed I was on.

"Who are you..."

"It's me! J-just...using a different name!" He flashed a toothy grin before hurrying over to some drawers, taking out sweatpants. Before the towel could fall I looked away. "Ha, not curious?" I heard the soft thud of the drawer being closed. "You can look now." I jumped a bit seeing him leaning over me, gazing into my eyes. "Please call me Eijirou." I flinched when he reached out to touch my cheek. He stopped and pouted but withdrew his hand.

"Why are there no windows..." I whispered, looking around at the four walls; painted a soft grey but no windows. Only two doors.

"You don't get windows yet, darling." I tensed as he lunged onto the bed, he began laughing as he settled beside me. He let out a long sigh and turned onto his side facing me. "So beautiful."

"Why...?"

"Why what? Why did I lie about my name? Hmm, there's actually no ill intent behind it." He let out a light hearted yet guilty laugh. "When I first met you I got shy and was afraid you wouldn't like my name and...I guess it kind of stuck, but I loved it. It was a special name only you called me." That time he didn't hesitate and gently traced his fingers along my cheek. "I'm sorry that drowsy eyed bastard corrupted you...hurt you...frightened you...touched you..." His voice grew more strained with each word. "I thought he would help get us together; Shouto tried his best but hypno douche fell for you himself. He's been dealt with, so don't worry. He paid an adequate price for having tried stealing you from me." His bright red eyes dimmed to a menacing scarlet hue as he chuckled. "Oh, (Y/n), we're going to be so happy." Before I could fight he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against him. "There we go..." My cheeks flooded red feeling his bare warm, toned chest against me.

"Hiro-...Eijirou...if you've had feelings for me why not just tell me? What was all of this for? Why bring other people? Why hide? Why lie?!" I pushed him away a bit.

"It doesn't matter, love. My plan didn't quite unfold like I thought...at all...but you're here! With me! And I'm ready to tell you now. I love you (Y/n)! I love you so much...so so so so much..." His eyes widened with a haunting crazed stare. I was about to retreat off the bed but my wrists were restrained and forced down above my head. His body over mine blocked out the lamp in the corner, leaving me completely in his shadow.

"What did you do to Hitoshi?!" Before I could even blink, my lips were crushed by his.

"Don't say any other name but mine." He gripped my chin tightly so I couldn't turn away. "It was supposed to be such an amazing surprise! You'd meet my friends and they'd tell you all the great things I've accomplished. Then I'd disappear and you'd worry. Worry about me, want me. Then I'd die and your love for me would grow. Then they'd accompany you here for my funeral but when you got here, I'd surprise you that I wasn't dead! You'd be so happy and we'd confess to each other and plan the rest of our lives together. Always together! A happy end!"

"Th-That's deranged!!" I couldn't believe someone could think up such a sick scheme.

"Aren't you happy that I'm not dead? You are. I can see it! You're so relieved! I'll take such good care of you! I'll protect you from everything. I've been wanting this for so long and I know you have too, I was just always so scared that you'd be angry."

"I'm not happy." He seemed to ignore that statement and nuzzled his face against my neck. "Please..."

"Please what? What would you like? I'll get you anything! Are you hungry? Cold? Hot? Thirsty?"

"Stop all of this..."

"I don't understand..." His expression turned blank. "Oh, I think I know. That monster used his quirk on you to try and get you away...maybe it's possible there's still lingering effects...don't worry though, my princess, that villain can't control you anymore. How could he when he has no head?" I felt dizzy and nauseous at those words.

"D-dead...you killed him?"

"But of course, silly! As your future husband it's my duty to slay any threat that comes your way!" He giggled. "That rhymed!"

"You're insane..."

"Insanely in love with you." He whispered and turned my head, giving him room to pepper my neck with soft kisses. As his lips traveled down the kisses turned into small nibbles and nips, then sucking and biting making me squirm. "Your beauty, is even more astounding when your skin wears my love. Oh, I'm going to make you into a masterpiece and decorate every inch of that perfect figure with my love; my mark. No one would ever mistake you for anyone else's but mine...but of course...you would never have to worry about that in the first place because I won't let anyone have the chance to look at my art. Look into my eyes, baby. Look into the only two eyes you'll ever see." He moved to graze his lips against mine. "Except...our children I guess...you'll see their eyes." He bit down on my lip causing me to cry out. "Welcome home, baby. Mrs. (Y/n)...Kirishima."

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