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Yandere! Gearsberg (NSFW)

I'm sorry this took so long! I've been busy with school and ran into some creativity issues when writing. I didnt want to go the typical 'yandere person murders anybody around their senpai' route so I came up with this. Hope you enjoy no_have_a_name!
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Iceberg knew he had more than his fair share of screws loose in his head. He'd known since he was 15, when his neighbor and another man came to his house and forced him into their truck with a knife. Iceberg knew since that fateful day, when he sat between the two older men and treated them to smoothies that he mixed almonds and apple seeds into. He learned he wasn't the safest person to be around when both men dropped dead and he didn't feel a thing. In that instant, when those bodies stopped wriggling and the eyes glazed over, he didn’t care. If anything, killing made him feel giddy. The delicate euphoria from those first murders was hidden easily but was soon followed by an itching, uncontrollable, obsession.

It, like the euphoria, started by chance. One day, he saw the most magnificent boy and stared. The staring became watching, then following, then stalking. Iceberg was obsessed with a person he'd never met, let alone spoken to. Ice didn't care for that though, all he needed was the boy and his girlfriend prevented that. His initial plan was to kill her but that changed when the boy met her at the park that day. Ice wasn't sure what made his opinion shift. Whether it was because the boy shouted at his girlfriend and threatened her or from watching the girl break down into hideous sobs afterwards, he couldn't tell, all he knew was that he now hated the boy. Ice decided to kill him instead, taking great pleasure in seeing the life sizzle from his body as he strangled the boy with piano wire.

For a few years, there were no other incidents. No obsessions, no deep desire for closeness. Ice brushed everything away as a one off thing, nothing to worry about. Then he met his first 'boss', a general in the army when he was 17. Ice became obsessed again, infatuated with a man three times his age. This time, Ice formed a relationship and for a little while, he was happy. But after a year with the general, a year of being manipulated and treated like crap, Iceberg started to hate him and six months later he was dead. It wasn't easy to cover up the death, unlike the three that came before him, so Ice went down a different road. 

In hindsight, Ice considered himself very lucky to have survived faking his death as it was a hair away from actually killing him. But that was the past and it served as nothing more than a learning tool now. Besides, it made him permanently cold, which was pretty neat, and got him in the Foundation; the best job he'd ever had. In his time here, Ice had made so many amazing friends, wonderful memories, and best of all, had found someone perfect: Dr. Gears.

At the mere thought of him, Iceberg's heart stuttered. 'He's so smart and handsome and kind and a million wonderful things a person could be' His brain chimed.

Ice pressed his hand over his heart. It was embarrassing how flustered he got over his boss. He felt an elbow jab his ribs.

"Hey, Ice, you're looking like uncooked salmon over here, everything good?" Dr. Rights asked.

Ice nodded, knowing he would stutter if he spoke.

Rights smiled. "Gears?"

Ice nodded, face growing pinker.

She sighed and took his shoulders, shaking him lightly and grinning. "Ice, you can't be a coward forever. You should just go talk to him! It isn't that hard!"

Ice burrowed into his scarf, not looking at her.

"Come on, I know your bad luck with boyfriends but you told me yourself that Gears was different. I'm sure he'd love to date you! Just ask!"