Intoxicated - Yandere Semi Eita x Female Reader

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(tw!!!! non-con and drugging)

Have you guys seen howl's moving castle? I watched it yesterday and wrote this chapter listening to the music. It's a good movie, left me a little unsatisfied which I l o v e d.

Semi headed home frustrated and depressed. When he opened the door to the cabin, his mood worsened upon smelling the rotting corpse of his friend just upstairs. 

He needed to get rid of the body soon. The girl hadn't brought the fact that the house smelled strongly of rotten flesh now. How long had it been since he brought his friend home? A week? Maybe two? The days were somewhat muddled and blended together at this point.

How to dispose of him though...

The lake would be too shallow, easy to look through too since it was so small. He couldn't just dump it in the woods either. 

Then a horrifying idea occurred to Eita. Something evil. But it would teach her to like anyone except him. He was her everything, just as she was his. Smiling sadistically, Semi hurried upstairs, ignoring the girl sleeping on the couch. She seemed to be coming down with a light fever, which was probably due to the lack of warm clothes and further dropping temperatures late November held. 

The two would have to move soon to a place with running water, but that would prove to be difficult. And he couldn't just leave Tendou here. So without thinking, Semi ran upstairs carrying a serrated knife from the kitchen and began working away to hack off one of Tendou's arms.

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(l/n) shivered on the couch downstairs, fading in and out of some dream. Her forehead was drenched with cold sweat as she desperately rubbed her feet together to generate some warmth. November kept getting colder and colder, and without any proper heating or warm clothes falling sick was inevitable. 

She couldn't even run out to stick her note on a tree. Even (l/n)'s legs were pretty much fully healed now, and she was bedridden. Or, I guess, couchridden. 

Every breath hurt a little, every joint ached a little, this fever wasn't going to pass and go overnight. (l/n)'s dream wandered to a faint memory of her life before Semi stole her away. She was sick in seventh grade for a week, and her father was giving her soup mixed with antibiotics since she always hated the taste. Honestly, the soup might've made the medicine taste worse, but it was the thought that counted. Akihiro showed up too, a little later after school ended. The boy rushed over to her bright lime room which she was now pretty embarrassed by. Akihiro stayed for a good two hours before eventually having to head home for dinner. 

(l/n) didn't really blame Akihiro for leaving that day, she was pretty boring when she was sick. But Akihiro showed up the next day. And the next. He ended up getting sick too, which (l/n) thought was pretty funny. That's probably what sealed the door for (l/n). He would and could always be there for his friends. 

The dream slipped out of her grasper and continued to move on to something else that the girl couldn't remember. This continued for a while before she was shaken awake. 

"Aki... five more minutes, I'm not feeling well." The girl mumbled before trying to crawl back to her dreams. The shaking ceased abruptly for a moment. "Wake up (f/n)." A familiar voice called out. 

Semi grit his teeth and aggressively shook (l/n) again. 

(l/n) sifted through her dreams and collected her memories again. When she remembered who woke her up, she smiled a little. She waited for the snarky remark that would soon follow, but she was met with silence. The boy instead turned to walk out abruptly. "There's food downstairs. I bought you some orange juice." He left shortly after that. 

(l/n) lay back down for a bit, her hair behind her. For the first time in a while, she remembered when her hair was long and not... this colour.  

I wish he'd just hate me. It'd make it so much easier. 

She touched the scar on the left eye. The countless marks on her legs and arms. The girl shivered again from the fever and picked herself up, body aching. At least in Semi's clothes, she was comfortable. When (l/n) got to the table, a bowl of soup was laid out in front of her usual spot at the corner of the table, away from Semi. But this time the boy dared to sit closer. 

"It's chicken noodle. I know that kind of soup is good for... sickness." He awkwardly finished. The girl nodded and picked up a spoon. Semi's eyes flashed as he watched her bring some soup to her lips. "Is the chicken ok?" He asked. The girl nodded, but it was a little chewy. And a little fattier than she remembered chicken tasting. 

Semi smiled to himself some more. He wanted to make one more memory here. The (h/c)-haired girl finished about half of her soup before calling it a day. She was trying to eat more, but it was hard. She'd been on the verge of death before and she just wanted it to be over.

15 minutes later she was passed out on the couch. Eita picked up her unconscious body and carried (l/n) to the bed, making sure she was for sure out. Then he took off his shirt and hers. 

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"18-year-old boy Satori Tendou has also gone missing in the Miyagi region. It is suspected he has been murdered. Terushima Yuuji and (f/n) (l/n) are still missing as well and are believed to be together and related to the disappearance of Satori."

guys i can't word this right you gotta forgive me it sounds like ass out loud but it's 3 am give me a break.

also happy birthday semi shorter chapter today.