Colorblind (Yandere!King X Reader)

Chapter 23: Never giving up.

  After the king begging you to 'give up' and all that other stuff, he sends you to your room to think about it.

  Well, obviously you weren't going to give up. How could you? You had a family to take care of!!

  Arthur needed you and Tobias needed both of his parents! That dumb king needs to get it through that thick skull of his! You'll never love him! You'll never want him! He's just a desperate fool!

  You sigh and close your eyes with your head hanging low.

  "What am I going to do...? I'm usually never alone when I'm in a problem... I'm usually never the one to have to be the hero... I can't turn to Fredrick... Nor Cameron, or Arthur... I'm all alone..." You whisper sadly, hugging yourself.

  For once in a long time, you felt alone again. You felt dull like you had been when you first got here.

  You felt colorless... Like all your colors of emotions were drained from you. Wouldn't be a surprise really, having to deal with all the fucked up shit you've dealt with already, you've started to get tired of it.

  Why couldn't you just be happy? Was it really too much to ask? To just be happy??

  It's what everyone wants. Whether it was happiness like fame, riches, or just family. Maybe friends.

  You just wanted this damn nightmare to end already... Why couldn't it end?

  "Y/n..." You hear a low voice causing you to snap out of your thoughts and look up, seeing Wilfred with a sad smile, standing at the door with a plate of food. "You must be hungry..." He walks over to you but you quickly stand up and back away from him, causing the pain in his eyes to grow more.

  "Y/n, I swear, I'm not a bad man." He gently sets the plate on the bed. "I can treat you well. Better than Arthur ever could have! I can give you everything!" "Give me freedom, Wilfred!" You clench your fists, holding back tears. "Give me freedom and my family back..!"

  Wilfred sighs and shakes his head, "You know I can't do that..." "Then you can't give me everything, you're a liar." You growl lowly and he looks down. "Y/n, my princess, please-" "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" You scream, startling the poor male.

  "Ok, um... My queen?" "No!!" "Honey?" "No!!" "Uh, my angel?" "No, god dammit!!" "Sweetheart??" "NO!!" You glare at him. "Get out!" 

  He pouts and folds his arms, "Well, now you're just being plain rude." He smirks and walks back to the door. "Sugarplum~" He closes the door and you clench your fists more in rage, feeling your nails digging into your skin, creating cuts. 

  Wilfred, once he closes the door, frowns sadly but that changes into an angry frown as he walks to the children's room, opening the door.

  He smiles, seeing Samantha and Willard by Tobias's and his sheep friend's side, keeping them company. 

  They looked so happy... Like a family. 

  The only one trying to destroy it was you, but he wouldn't let you do that... He'll just have to show you how perfect life can be with him... 

  He quietly closes the door, not wanting to distract the children from whatever they were doing, going to his room.

  Wilfred had already cleared out Amillia's stuff a long time ago. He never slept on her side of the bed either, hoping someday it would be yours.

  Half his closet was filled with new clothes for you and you only.

  "Hm..." He thinks then gets an idea.

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  You slowly open your eyes after movement woke you up. "Hm...?" You tiredly look around the dark room, seeing a huge window in the room.

  Your room was a closet, when the hell did it get a big ass window??

  Come to think of it, the bed looked a whole lot more huge than yours did... And fancier...

  Your eyes widen, fully awake when you finally realize the arm that was on you. You jump a bit, feeling someone nuzzle their face in your hair. The jump must have woken the person up because there was a small noise come from them.

  You slowly turn towards them seeing none other than the king himself. Obviously, it was him... It wouldn't be anybody else...

  He looks at you, still half asleep. "What is it, my dear...?" He whispers. "Why are you awake at this hour...?" 

  You scream and try to leave the bed.

  The scream fully wakes him up and, in a panic, he quickly goes on top of you, holding both your wrists with his right hand as he covered your mouth with the left. "H-hold on, please!" He begs. "I do not wish to harm you, I-I just thought maybe if you slept in my bed, you'd get comfortable with me..."

  You calm down a little, seeing a genuine look of worry, not wanting to scare you at all.

  "Y/n, I'm willing to try to show you the true happiness you deserve even if it kills me..." He leans closer to you. "Just like you, I won't give up... Just like you, I want a family... I want to be happy... And just like you, I'll fight for it."

  You look away, annoyed that he was right about you being that way. You hated that he knew you so well... 

  He smiles and gently removes his hand from your mouth, slightly tilting his head to the side a bit. "Other than waking up in total shock, how was the sleep in your new room?" 

  You keep quiet, glaring at him. 

  He sighs, kind of knowing he'd get this response. "Come on, Y/n, how was it?" He pouts. "Tell me!" "Why are you acting this way?" You suddenly question, confusing him. "Acting what way?"

  "Like a child!" You frown and he thinks for a minute. "Hm, I don't know." He shrugs. "I guess you bring out that side of me. The side that makes me this way. It makes me happy and all cheerful inside, and it makes me act so childish."

  He gets off you and lays by your side again, resting his head on you, which annoys you even more since he was getting too comfortable with you like he always does when you both are around.

  He knew you wouldn't try to escape, that's why he was getting comfortable... He knew you wouldn't succeed if you tried.

  He closes his eyes and yawns, "My dear..." He speaks in a low voice, hugging you close. "My dear angel, Y/n..." He chuckles lowly, smiling.

  You look at him, only frowning even more.

  If you didn't hate the man so damn much, you would have thought was actually rather... Cute.

  He always did cute things, now that you realize it. 

  He was always excited and happy to tell you something you didn't know, even when he made those chocolates as an apology and tried to be by your side any time he could. Was he always this childish and happy around you? And you really never realized it?? How odd...

  You sigh and look away.

  Still, you wanted him gone. Out of your life. No matter how cute he was, he was still bad. He hurt, no killed innocents and threatened to kill more. He didn't deserve to live, nor to be a king. He was a horrible devil pretending to be an innocent angel around you.

  "I hate you, Wilfred." You suddenly blurt out and he sighs sadly.

  "I know, my dear..." He looks up at you and continues to smile. "But I still love you."