𝕍𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 (Yandere!Male!Twins x Male!Reader) {Slow Updates}

Chapter 3

P.s See end of Chapter for an Author's note

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Akio's POV:

I looked to me left and saw (Y/n). His white locks fluttering with the wind and his pure white lashes softly gliding on his eyes. Those cute, tasty, kissable, red lips. So plump and beautiful. I wonder what it would taste like? Strawberries? Or maybe peaches? It'd definitely be (y/f/f). Just thinking about it gave me shivers. Ah~one day maybe.

I noticed my cute little cookie so concentrated on what he's writing. What was it? Hmm. I was so lost in thought that I didn't notice that I was giving my little cookie a very intense look that got him blushing. When I finally snapped back, he was squirming in his sit, trying to block his face using his hair. How I would love to run my hands through those soft locks of his. The wind suddenly blew harder through our classroom.

Papers scattered and pencils fell on the floor. But all I could concentrate on was the smell that the wind brought to my nose. It was the smell of (y/f/s). I sniffed the air more but not that noticeable or else I might be given weird looks. Can't have that now can we? I looked at my left again and there was my little cookie. Holding a few of locks of his hair so it doesn't get on his face. He turned his head and looked outside. I couldn't help but notice that on his nape, was a scar.

The scar might've looked small but I do know that it wasn't. Who would dare give my cookie a scar?! WHO. WOULD. DARE?!

I reached out my hand unconsciously to touch it. My cookie immediately turned around. Our eyes suddenly met and his deep ocean blue eyes caught me in a trance. It was so beautiful that I would want to get lost in it forever. That was until the old fart (he's talking about their professor) had to interrupt our moment.

"Ehem!" he had a fist to his mouth and "coughed". I tsked and pulled my hand away.

"There's no time to be lovey dovey in my class! Both of you will write down a 5 paged essay after class here in this room!" from the corner of my eyes, my cookie had his head down. What angered me was when the damn old fart had to whisper under his breath

"God damn faggots." I saw my cookie flinch and saw some tears form in his eye. I clenched my fists and turned to the old fart.

He was writing down something on the whiteboard but I could care less about that. I glared harshly at his back. I don't care if my eye will pop out of my eye sockets. That fuckard had to die.

I felt a hand squeeze my right shoulder. I turned to my right and saw my brother. He had a dark look in his eyes. Through that glare, we had a silent agreement...

(Y/n)'s POV:

I felt a hand touch my nape, where the scar was. I swiftly turned around (No. My neck bones didn't break ok? =-=). As I touched my nape, I saw eyes staring back at me. A deep shade of orchid purple stared right through my soul. It was alluring but I could hear a noise at the back of my head telling me to look away but I pushed it down.

The moment was interrupted when our professor, Mr Henkins, cleared his throat and spoke to us.

"There's no time to be lovey dovey in my class! Both of you will write down a 5 paged essay after class here in this room!" I got scared and my bowed my head down. I flinched when he suddenly whispered underneath his breath "God damn faggots"

I could feel tears prickling my eyes but I do not dare show it. I don't get why he had the need to say that. Yes. I am gay and well...half of the school knows that . But he had no right to say that. If my mom knew about this, she'd have the head of that old man. My mom supports me. She said it didn't matter who I loved, even if its the same gender, as long as I was happy, that was enough for her. (Also, some girls support me too :>)

Andrew faced me and asked if I was alright. I looked at him and smiled.

"Why wouldn't I be? Heehee" Of course Andrew knew I wasn't. He's probably gonna tell me at lunch how he plans on killing that teacher and bla bla bla. It was good to have a friend that's very caring. I clenched my fists and told myself..."I'm used to this. I'm used to this. I'm fine. I'm fine"

But who am I kidding? We all know the truth and we have to face reality. I'm not that used to it and I'm not fine....

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Aight, so I said in the previous chapter that the next one might be a Character Information Chapter (lmao)....

I LIED :D (and I'm legit sorry about that) 

Anyways, as you can see from the title of the book, I added {Slow Updates}. Lately, I've been staying up all day/night doing my homework and school stuff (Yes. I am in Grade 9 U_U). Basically its like Summer School stuff and what sucks is it ain't  COMPULSORY T_T

So, I've been trying to get some sleep and enough rest and yaddi yaddi yadda. Cause sometimes...I lose track of what's going on even in my own story :|

Look forward to the next chapter! 'til then, TaehyungieAlienV is signing out o(>w<)o