Haikyuu! (One-shots)

Yandere!Kenma x F!Reader

If I haven't said it before, I'll say it right now

I'm shit at writing yandere characters, so I'm sorry if this isn't what you were looking for

PLEASE GIVE ME TIPS FOR WRITING YANDERE PLEASE PLEASE

Dedicated to @AtuffiesStuffies sorry for the wait :3 

(Y/n) feels like she's known Kenma all her life. Even though it's only been a couple months. She transferred here about 3 months ago, and Kenma's been nothing but kind to her.

It surprised everyone when Kenma walked up to you and started a conversation. He's known for being quiet, reserved, and only talked when he sought necessary. He was fairly close with the boys on the volleyball team, but that's about it. Anyone else who tried to talk to him would get sent away with a simple hum and a semi-disgusted face.

But when it came to (Y/n), Kenma was one of the sweetest people (Y/n) ever met. He's been nothing but kind to you, and offers to help whenever he can. Which is what he is trying to do right now.

"(Y/n), let me help," Kenma pleaded. "You don't have to carry all those papers by yourself."

"Don't worry about it, Kenma. I'll be fine," She laughed. "It's not even that many papers."

Since she wouldn't let Kenma help carry the papers, he walked right next to her incase (Y/n) tripped. Wouldn't it be such a shame if she were to trip in fall? And right into Kenma's arms where he would look like the hero? Yeah, that would be a shame.

Kenma couldn't help himself when he stuck out his foot, causing her to trip. With a yelp, (Y/n) fell forwards, dropping the mountain of papers in the process.

Luckily, Kenma had been there to catch her fall. "Woah, careful, (Y/n). That could've ended really badly. Are you alright?" He asked her, holding onto her tight.

"I'm fine. Thanks for catching me," She laughed.

"Of course," He gave her a small smile.

"Uhh, you can... let go of me now, Kenma. I have to pick up the papers," (Y/n) said a little awkwardly.

"Oops, sorry," Kenma would've liked to hold onto her a little longer, but it would seem too weird if he did. "Let me help." He bent down and started picking up the papers with her.

The two of them cleaned up the papers in a comfortable silence, or at least it was until some weirdo came up and started helping, too. This guy was probably really nice, but Kenma could only see him as a nuisance.

"Wow this is a lot of paper," The guy joked as he started to pick up a couple pieces.

"Are you blind?" Kenma retorted. "You must be since there's really not a lot. Your help isn't needed."

(Y/n) stared at Kenma. "Hey, Kenma, that wasn't-"

"Alright, buddy, I'll go," He flashed a quick smile to (Y/n). "See ya around!"

Without thinking, Kenma grabbed (Y/n)'s wrist, pulling her to stand up, and then pulled her into a hug.

"K-kenma, what are you doing? We're in the middle of the hallway," (Y/n) stuttered.

"I don't care."

"Did that guy bother you?"

"Yes," Kenma buried his head into your shoulder. "I don't like him." He hugged you tighter.

"I didn't either," (Y/n) smiled.