Marc x Nathaniel Yandere Oneshots

I won't let him corrupt you, my angel. If anyone gets to do that, it'll be me.

In Nathaniel's eyes, Marc was perfection. He was the embodiment of purity and kindness. All pastels were like that, but Marc... He was the one he loved, and Marc loved him too... He just didn't know it yet

Nathaniel would often draw Marc in his sketchbook whenever he saw him. Sometimes he'd draw him with a halo to symbolize how pure he is. No punk could ever taint his beautiful angel. At least that's what he thought

Nathaniel was gonna do it. He was going to ask out Dupont's angel, Marc Anciel. Nothing could ruin this for him.

There he was, sitting at the steps of the school writing in a pink book. Nathaniel took a deep breath, fixed up his leather jacket, and approached him. He must've felt really confident, because he called out his name. But, why didn't Marc look at him? And why was he hugging some guy with blue hair? And why did he kiss him on the cheek? And why are they walking away and holding hands?!

After going through Marc's Instagram page, he discovered the boy's name was Luka Couffaine. He's Juleka's brother, and a guitarist in a band.

Nathaniel just didn't like the look of the guy. He knew he was a punk too, but this guy just screams "Prison escapee". And he was pretty sure that he saw a snake tattoo on his wrist.

Luka was going to corrupt Marc, he was sure of it. Marc is far too innocent for that boy, too sweet

He saw another picture pop up and paled at the sight. Marc's nails were painted pink. Cute, right? But there were black skulls painted on. The caption read "@luka.couffainne painted my nails! Love the punk look!"

Then another one. Marc was wearing a pink leather jacket. On the back of it was a blue snake with rainbow fangs

He was slowly losing him. He was losing his precious pastel angel to a devil who could play guitar. He had to get him back. He wouldn't have his angel go down this dark path

Marc finishes applying his eyeliner, then put on the jacket Luka gave him for their seventh date. It was obvious that Marinette designed the back. A blue snake with rainbow fangs? Where would you find something like that? It was especially rare to meet a punk who could sew

He heard his phone vibrate, and checked to see a text from Luka

Luka 🐍💙
Can you come to the Liberty?
I just wanna see you <3

You
Of Course! ❤️ See u soon

Nathaniel's heart fluttered when he saw the little red heart. It was for him, not Luka

"Stay away from him!"

He turned to glare at the bruised, bloody guitarist tied up to a chair "Don't be like that. This is your fault. You tried to corrupt my angel." He slowly approaches him "You know he's too innocent for this world..." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out brass knuckles "... to be around punks. And if any damn punk is going to corrupt him, it's going to be me." He raised his fist, but then...

"Luka?"

The two punks turned their heads at the innocent voice

"The door was unlocked. Where are you?"

Nathaniel covered Luka's mouth before he could yell, then cleared his throat "In here, babe!" Luka's eyes widened at how much Nathaniel sounded like him.
When Marc walked into the room, he gasped at such a sight

"L-Luka?" He tried to ignore the redheaded punk, but the way he looked at him made him feel uncomfortable "Who's this?"

"Hello, my Angel. So glad you could come over."

"Marc! Run!" He could clearly hear his boyfriend's muffled cries, then quickly bolted out the room to go find help.

However, he wasn't as fast as Nathaniel.

The redhead grabbed his legs, causing him to trip and fall to the floor

"No, please!" He tried to kick him away, but Nathaniel kept his legs still "LUKA!"

He knew calling for help was pointless, but he was desperate. He felt himself being lifted up, then suddenly, his back was pressed against a wall, and Nathaniel stood in front of him

"He won't corrupt you anymore, my angel." He whispers in his ear, making Marc shudder "I can't have anyone ruining your perfect and pure aesthetic." He starts kissing Marc's neck "So sweet." Marc whimpers in fear, but it just seems to encourage Nathaniel "And so innocent."

They hear a loud crash coming from the other room. A second later, Luka comes rushing in with the rope tied losely around him

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM!"

Nathaniel cracks his knuckles "He's mine ." He runs over to the blue-haired punk and proceeds to punch him in the face and chest while Marc looks on with dread. Luka lands a few punches, but Nathaniel has the upper-hand. After about five more punches to the face, Luka falls to the floor with bruises all over his face

Marc runs over to Luka, and shakes him, trying to get him to wake up, but he doesn't move. The pastel sobs over his boyfriend's still body as the redheaded punk smirks at the sight

"He's gone, my precious angel. Now we can be together forever..."