A Hero's Weakness. (yandere!HeroXVillian!Reader)

Chapter 9:Just like mother.

  Nico runs home, sobbing.

  The ONE thing he didn't want to do, and he did it.

  "Oh god, this is gonna be on the news, I know it!" He tries to wipe away tears but they kept coming. "She's gonna hate me!! God dammit, I should have listened, she was right!"

  After the long run, he finally gets home a mess, surprising Anton and Marianne. They both rush to his side, wondering what happened. "Master, what happened to you?" Marianne questions but he doesn't answer, looking at her with pure fear in his eyes. "F-for a week, no television, understand?! A-and make sure the kitchen is full!" "Wha-" "Anton goes to speak but Nico cuts him off. "I fucked up, ok?!" 

  The two puppets glance at each other, wondering what he meant and why he was acting this way. He's never acted like this before... "Fucked... Up?" They both look at him and he nods. "I killed people... Something Y/n didn't want to happen! If she knows, she'll try to leave! please, Marianne! Anton! Don't let her leave,I-I can't be alone again!" The poor boy falls on his knees and covers his face, sobbing.

  If Marianne could, she'd be worried for her master. He was such a good boy hiding behind a cold mask. He didn't deserve any of this...

  "We'll try our absolute hardest to hide it from her, Master, don't you worry." Anton says, causing the sobbing boy to calm down a little. "Thank you..." He whispers and they smile a dead, lifeless smile. 

  He smiles slightly in return, appreciating their help. They didn't have to do this if they didn't want. It wasn't really part of their job.

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  "My goodness, Nicoso~" Nico watches as his mother smirk, sitting behind her desk. "Not only did you attack a small store, but a bigger one in the same day? AND you murdered a few? Goodness, and here I thought I raised a softy... Ever since you got out of school, you stood home. Then brought a girl! Yuck, I thought you were trying to live as a normal human being for a moment. Oh, but I was so wrong~ I'm so proud of you, my little Devil~" She grins and Nico quietly looks down.

  His mother gets up from her seat and walks over to him, forcefully grabbing his face, making him look at her as she gets very close to his face. "My son's growing up to be just like me~" She lets go of his face and pats his head. "Good boy, my son. Keep this up, I'd love to hear more of this beautiful work you've done~" She goes back to her seat and looks at the newspaper of the wrecked store and the dead bodies all over the place.

  "Now, if you'd please leave?" His mother fakes a pout. "Mommy's still got work to do~" 

  Nico quietly gets up and leaves with his head hanging low. As he walks, people cheer for him with a 'good job' or 'I'm so proud of you!', but Nico blocked them out, leaving the building.

  He only thought about what you'd say... He knows you're gonna see it eventually... What will happen if you did...?

  Nico goes straight home, seeing you in the dining room table, talking to his father. 'Huh?' He frowns, confused.

  "Oh, oh! And this picture is of when I caught him trying to steal a cookie from the cookie jar!" He shows you a baby picture of Nico who was naked and covered in bubbles, glaring at the camera as he tried reaching for the jar. You giggle, "Only better time was when he was bathing, huh?"

  "He hated baths." His father chuckles and you nod. "I see that!"

  Nico walks over, sitting across from his father. "Father, you're back so soon?" "Huh?" He looks at his son and smiles. "Yeppers!"

  You watch as they start a conversation, then pout since you wanted to see more photos. You take the photo album and flip pages, seeing a section that said 'Mommy's photos.' Nico's father had 'Daddy's photos' that showed the pictures he took of Nico. Why couldn't both parents share the whole book?