Obstacles. (Yandere! Step Brother X Reader)

Chapter 8: Trouble.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay here and sleep with you??" Tony questions, worried, and you nod your head. "I'm sure. I'll see you later, bro." You yawn and he sighs, mumbling an 'alright..' as he leaves, shutting off the light, closing the door.

  You lay down and look at the window, waiting for Anthony. You check your phone every once in a while and sigh sadly when it turns 12:30. 'He's not coming...' You look up at the ceiling, deciding to go to sleep so you close your eyes.

  You suddenly hear a 'thud' so you look in that direction, seeing Anthony with a bag. You gasp and sit up, smiling. "Anthony..!!" You whisper loudly and he smiles, closing the window. "Hey." He turns on the lamp on your nightstand, sitting on your bed. "How's your leg and arm?" He looks at them and you go over to him, sitting next to him. "They're fine, don't worry." "Good..." Anthony sighs in relief and hands you the bag. You look inside, seeing food. "Oh~" "An apology for the wait." Anthony smiles and you pull out the french fries first. "Thanks." "You're welcome." He lays on the bed, relaxing. "Mh, the heavenly bed~" Anthony closes his eyes, relaxing.

    You giggle and look at him, poking his lips with a fry. "Want one?" He looks at you. "Well~ I shouldn't, but..." He eats it from your fingers. "The best fries~" He gives a thumbs up and you smile, going back to eating quietly. 

  He looks at you quietly, watching you eat. He bites his bottom lip, getting nervous. "Y-you know, I've never been here with a girl after 12... W-well, except for that one night with you and I... B-but we fell asleep! This... This is something else..." "Oh, really?" You look at him, taking a bite of your burger. 

  He nods his head. "I'm a bit shy, I must admit... I know I shouldn't be... I know we're just two friends hanging out... Nothing more is gonna happen..." "You didn't have to break your rule if you were so uncomfortable with it...." You frown a bit and he quickly sits up. "N-no, that's not it! I-I'm not uncomfortable at all! I-I just... Ugh, I don't why I'm making such a big deal out of this..." He goes closer to you. "I just... Um, you're my best friend." He smiles, trying to hide his nervousness with a nice act.

  You frown more and pet his head. "Anthony..." You smirk and pull off his glasses, putting them on. "How do I look~?" You wink and he chuckles. "My, oh, my, where did Y/n go??" He looks around then back at you. "Oh, goddess, have you seen my best friend?" "Nope~" You shake your head and you both laugh.

  He takes back his glasses and puts them back on. Once you were done eating, you set down the trash off the bed, laying down. Anthony lays next to you, laying on his side, looking at you. You turn your head, looking at him. "What?" "Nothing." He smiles. "Enjoy the food?" "Yeah. Thanks." You smile back. "I really wish you could have been here earlier. Tony made spaghetti."

  "Ah, I forgot. You love spaghetti. Great, now I know what my future wife likes for dinner~" He smirks and you blush. "A-Anthony..!" "I'm just joking. You know that. Unless you like when I joke around like that~?" He moves closer to your blushing face. "Maybe you want to truly marry me, hm...?" He whispers, enjoying your adorable reaction. 

  "A-Anthony, you're really changing... You're getting more flirty..." You pout and he frowns, realizing you were right. "I am, huh? I guess you change me sometimes." "No...." You sigh and pull out a snickers. "You're not you when you're hungry."

  Anthony stares at you with a poker face, trying his hardest not to give in to laughter. You giggle, realizing how red his cheeks were getting. "Ugh, I can't take this!" He sits up, covering his face. He pulls off his glasses and places them aside, covering his face again. 

  You look at him, confused. "What do you mean?" You look at him, worried. "I'm sorry, was the joke too stupid...?" "No! It was perfect!" He looks at you and suddenly he's on top of you, his hands on each side of your head. Your eyes widen, startled. "U-um, Anthony..."