she's mine (yandere stepbrother x fem reader)

Chapter Four

(M/n) woke up dizzy, agitated, and extremely warm. The heavyset blankets on top of her were a struggle to kick off, and even when she finally achieved her goal. Someone went and tightly tucked her back into them again.

To this she groaned in frustration, whining, "it's too hot."

"I know (M/n), but you need to stay in bed." A voice that didn't sound like her brothers spoke from above her.

She turned to look up at the figure, seeing him take a layer of the blankets off her. "Is that better?"

Toshiro turned to look at her. His shape blocking the evening glow from the curtainless windows making his long lavender hair look darker than it really was and his violet eyes seem to really pop in the low light.

The sight of her childhood crush made her shrink her face under the covers squeaking a small "yes" in the process.

He chuckled from above her and his hand came in contact with her forehead gently, sliding the cold compress off and feeling her head. "Hmm. You're still pretty warm but still a lot better than before."

"How long was I out?" She asks in a sick voice, surprising herself from finally noticing the unusually low tone she didn't think she was capable of making.

"A couple of hours I'd say, your brother was in a bit of a panic and called me over if you were wondering." He put the compress on the bedside table, taking his hand back and stuffed it in his pocket.

She nodded. "Where is Itsuki-chan?"

"He's in the bathroom. It's funny how you don't wake up in the past two hours Itsuki is glued to your side for, but the second he leaves.. ." He moves to sit down on the chair next to the bed. His thin shoulder-length locks swaying as he gets comfortable, smiling in amusement, catching (M/n)'s gaze.

Not knowing how to answer, too dumbstruck by his dazzling smile, she shrugs.

The door to her room opens and (M/n)'s attention swerves to Itsuki who just came in. At first, she was confused at his casual attire, last seeing him in the school uniform and not the hoodie and gym shorts before going to sleep.

"Why didn't you tell me she was awake?" Itsuki angrily said to Toshiro as he sped to the sick girl's side.

Toshiro shrugged, "She just woke up."

Itsuki glared at Toshiro for a moment before switching his gaze to (M/n). His glare was replaced with a stoic/slightly caring look. "How are you feeling?"

She batted Itsuki's hand as it drew near her forehead. What was up with everyone touching her lately? "I'm okay--"

A grumbling of one's stomach filled the room and Toshiro had to cover his mouth to keep in a laugh. The rumbling in (M/n)'s stomach silently continued even as her brother glared even harder at the chuckling Toshiro.

Sheepishly she finally said to the two, "I am a little hungry..."

"Toshiro, go get her food." Itsuki's order made Toshiro stand up from his chair and leave abruptly.

Then there were just the two of them. (M/n) wanted to slap his arm, but he was out of reach. Instead, she scolds him. "Be nicer to your friends."

Itsuki rolls his eyes. "Whatever." He sat on the side of the bed, gently pushing her blanketed feet out of the way.

(M/n) just decided to sit up, considering she was going to eat. Shuffling her back up the headrest, the blanket fell and bunched up on her lap. A shiver fell across her upon feeling a slight breeze brush across her bare shoulders.