my type ((yandere x reader))

XXII- envy

(Y/n) panted heavily as she ran her final lap with Gianni in gym. She grinded to a halt and leaned over with her hands on her knees.

"Jeez, that really took it out of me." She breathed out.

"We can ask to go to the water fountain if you need something to drink." Gianni offered but (Y/n) shook her head to the extent that she could.

"Nah, it's fine. What was I saying before we started running?" She straightened her back and looked at Gianni in disbelief as he didn't seem fazed at all.

"You were talking about the party." He reminded.

"Oh yeah! I found this really cute dress in the back of my closet!" She lit up with a smile as she spoke which made an even wider smile come to Gianni's face, he didn't really care about what she was talking about and was only half listening but she just seemed so happy that he couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

"Just try not to spill anything on the dress if it's so nice." He pitched in at the end of her tangent.

"Do you know what you're going to wear? I can help you choose something if you-"

"Alright, class! Everyone's done with the warm-up, everyone get into groups of three and we'll be doing some three against three half court basketball." The physical education teacher's voice echoed around the gym.

Gianni and (Y/n) quickly looked to each other in a mutual agreement that they'd be in a group together.

"Basketball? That's right up your alley." He teased.

"We're so fucked, I'm assuming I'm captain though. I did get a grand total of one point at the arcade." She said playfully.

"Yellow car!" Orlando skidded in beside (Y/n), cutting off her conversation with Gianni.

(Y/n) was punched lightly to the side, she giggled at Orlando. "Hey, what was that for?"

"Mind if I tag on to your group?" He asked, not even sparing a mere glance at Gianni who was glaring daggers into him.

"Sure! Wait, Gianni you're okay with that, right?" (Y/n) looked over at her already established partner and was slightly surprised to see how irritated he looked.

"Surely your girlfriend would want to be with you." Gianni said through gritted teeth, he gestured over to Padgett who had a crowd of people gathered around her.

"She's not my girlfriend, man." Orlando said light heartedly. "Besides I want to be with my bus buddy!" He threw an arm over (Y/n)'s shoulders.

Gianni tightened his jaw. "Fine. That's fine. Just don't get in our way."

"It's not like there's much to get in the way of, I've heard all about how you guys perform on the basketball court." Orlando joked prompting (Y/n) to laugh loudly.

Gianni looked between the two of them, unable to indetify the feeling that was rising in his chest. It was nauseating and painful, it was like he couldn't breathe.

"Are you alright?"

The three of them stepped off the court at the end of class.

"You good?"

As usual, there was still some time left over so most of the class were just hanging around the gymnasium.

"Is he okay?"

"I'm trying to ask him...Gianni!"

Gianni suddenly turned and saw (Y/n) looking at him in concern.