✨ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕤 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤✨

Yandere Demon Kuroo x reader ▪︎Insatiable▪︎ •HC•

Here is the second Halloween One-shot! By the way, if you see •HC• in front of a chapter, that means it is a part of the Halloween Collection. Enjoy the book!

(Note. Every demon one-shot WILL be Yandere. If you want another character as a different yandere creature, lmk)

Kuroo

I found the overworld to be, well, boring. There wasn't much you could do there but drink.

So, I didn't visit much. I liked staying in hell, enjoying the warm weather and the screams of tortured souls.

But one day, something changed. It was a routine summoning, a human put up a satanic circle, chanted some Latin, and drew blood.

I showed up, and instead of some ugly middle aged man, there was a teenaged girl. She was y/h (your height) with e/c eyes that glittered in the candlelight. For a human, she was beautiful.

"Um, hi."

Her voice wasn't nervous, like most people's were when they summoned me, but you could tell that the situation was slightly awkward.

"Why did you summon me?"

"I needed something. But first, don't I have to give you my soul in return?"

I felt my cheeks growing hot. The way she simply offered her soul to me like it was nothing flustered me.

"What the hell, kuroo. This is not normal, especially for you. Wake up."

"Yes. Any deal you make comes at the cost of your soul or something equally as valuable, which not many humans possess. What are you wanting from me?"

"I want somebody dead."

Not money, love or happiness? That was what most people asked for.

"You want somebody dead?"

"I want the man who took advantage of my sister dead. And I dont want you to do it, I want to do it. I just need you to clean up after. Make it look like an accident."

I raised my eyebrow. I could see the anger behind such a request, but the measures she was willing to go?

"Are you sure you want to sell your soul for that? Why not money or fame?"

Her face contorted into fury.

"Are you saying that my sister's honor isn't worth my soul? When I said I'd do what it took to avenge her, I meant anything. So, are you going to take this deal or not?"

My lips curled into a smile.

"No."

"Excuse me?" She shouted.

"I will not take your soul for that. I will help you kill him though."

The anger receded, and her lips curled in confusion.

"Wait, what?"

"I won't take your soul for something like that. I do however, want to know more about you. What are you hobbies? How old are you? Where are you from?"

"Look, I just want this guy dead. So either help me kill him, or don't. I dont feel like going into my past with some demon."

I sighed a breath of defeat, and took a few steps in her direction. She didnt flinch.

"Fine. I'll do it. But it will cost your soul. And the only way to seal a demon deal is through a kiss. And to sweeten it a bit, I'll bring him here and do it. How does that sound?"

She didnt even hesitate.

"Sounds perfect. So bring him here."

I smiled. "Not yet. You have sealed the contract with a kiss yet. That's how it works in the demon realm."

She never said anything, just marched up to me and smashed her lips onto mine. I melted into the kiss,and my hands started to make their way toward her backside.

Then, just as quickly as she kissed me, she pulled away, leaving me unsatisfied. I wanted more.

She didnt say a word and look at me expectantly.

"Why are you staring at me?"

She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Hello? Can we get to the stabby stabby? I literally just sold my soul to you. Now where is he?"

"Oh, my bad." I snapped my fingers, and a middle aged man appeared in front of us. I turned myself invisible so he wouldn't know I was there.

The man's face widened into a smirk, and he crossed his arms.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't little y/n l/n. How has your sister been?"

The sound that came out of y/ns mouth wasn't human. It was animalistic.

"You fucking bastard." She lunged at him but he caught her and wrapped his hands around her neck, slowly killing her.

I had never felt anger like that before. It was a burning rage, consuming me. I made myself visible again, grabbed the man's arms, and held him steady.

A knife suddenly appeared in y/ns hand, obviously my doing.

"Do it, y/n."

The man saw her walking toward him, and he got very scared.

"Look, I was just joking! I didnt mean to hurt you or your sister! Please don't kill me, plea-"

He was cut off by the sound of tearing flesh. He started coughing up blood, and I let him fall to the ground.

After the man had died, I disintegrated his body and the knife, leaving no trace of the murder.

Y/n started to walk away, and I found myself running after her.

"Hey, wait!"

She turned around and faced me.

"What?"

"Arent you going to stay?."

I wasn't used to feelings like these. They were consuming me. I wanted her, and I wanted her now.

"Why would I? Our deal is complete. I'll see you in hell in about 50 years. Goodbye." And with that, she walked away, not even turning around to look behind her.

For the next two years, I watched her, and every time I saw her face, I fell harder.

Every time a man tried to get closer to her, I killed him. Everyone who got to close to her was either dead or about to be. Y/n was mine and mine alone.

And that's why, and the third anniversary of our deal, I decided to commemorate it by bringing her to where she belonged, hell, with me.

And she may not like it at first, but someday, she will. I'll make sure of it