(M/n) was shaking, lips trembling as he locked himself away in his room.
Adrien's wound was taken care of, and he was resting. (M/n) told everyone that he would retire to his room and Adrien had fallen asleep after he had showered. But he knew that everyone was suspicious of his story but was thankful when they dropped the matter and let the boy be. (M/n) weaved his fingers through his messy thick (h/c)-colored hair, glaring at the ground that had random drops of water on the cold floor boards.
He was in the guest room since Chloe had taken over his original room. His toes curled as a loud thump was heard from next door to his new room.
Should I end it...? I'm dangerous..he won't like me anymore if I tell him.
(M/n)'s thoughts were racing by like fly's lifespan, short and annoyingly burdening. Panting softly as he tucked his knees closer to his chest, the surprisingly old Yokai bit his lip nervously. He was freaking out, he didn't want to leave Adrien, he truly like him--love even--no, it was too soon, way too soon to call it love. (M/n) lowered his hands from his hair to his mouth, biting his nails to cope with his stress as they sharpened and cut his bottom lip.
He ignored the stinging pain, letting his mind deepen in a spiral.
It was a never-ending messy, dirty, impure, demonic spiral.
(M/n) remembered the days where he ruled over everything and everyone, he missed those days, but he wasted his life living like that. Wasted hundreds of years killing and tormenting lower-case demons who began to hate him for it. He ruined so many innocent families. The human families that he manipulated and traumatized.
"Is...Is this what I get...for trying?" (M/n) whispers to himself, "Is this..Is this my Punishment for all of those years ago..?"
Leaning his forehead against his damp knees he let his soaked hair drip water down his thighs and shins to his ankles. The cold water was soothing but it quickly got annoying by the tickling feeling of it trickling down.
He lifted his head and stood to his feet, not bothering to dry his hair as he left the room, his lip stung and fingertips ached from biting them so much without even realizing. (M/n) made his way down the stairs painstakingly slow, the kitchen was unwelcoming with only Marinette in it. The black-haired girl glared up at him, "I checked on Adrien earlier...to see if he was up or not." She comments, her blue-bell eyes were no longer warm.
(M/n) stayed quiet, his (e/c) irises were dull and his pupils were dilated into slits, although---with his head down, Marinette couldn't see his expression fully. Only his parted cracked lips that began to leak small beads of blood.
"What happened to his neck?!" Marinette begins to shout at him, attracting the attention of the other housemates.
(M/n) continued to stay silent, not paying attention to the conversation, his thoughts were to loud to focus on Marinette's fast paced lips that spewed out accusations that were completely true. (M/n) couldn't be bothered anymore.
The Yokai began to pace toward the ebony-haired teenager, he loomed over her, not caring that his hand was on the red-hot burner. The feeling of his skin boiling and bubbling didn't bother him. Marinette yelped at the smell of (M/n)'s skin burning and her eyes watered at the fumes it produced. (M/n)'s free hand reached to the girl's throat, but he was yanked away before he could do anything. Nino hand making contact with his face. His body followed and fell to the ground. (M/n) glanced down at the sizzling pain in his hand, blood coated the burn, bubbling callouses started to form and the skin already looked like a leather texture.
"...oh.." he muttered.
Nino was already paying attention to Marinette who was covering her mouth in shock as her eyes prickled with tears.
"He--He was about to---" she stuttered, Nino only glared harder at the boy who remained on the ground.
Is this my punishment for faking?
The rapid thudding of Chloe and Alya rushing down the stairs made the other two glaring teenagers rush over to them. Most-likely telling them to stay away from (M/n).
Another pair of thudding footsteps welcomed (M/n)'s ears.
"What's going on here?!" Adrien bellows, he rushed to (M/n)'s side to which the (h/c)-haired Yokai looked at him stoically. Watching motionlessly as Adrien tried to address his wound, but the blond was ripped away from (M/n)'s side by Chloe who looked at him fearfully.
What did I do wrong...to deserve this?
(M/n)'s vision clouded and blurred as something fell on his scraped knees, his non-injured hand shakily reached up to his face, salty tears leaked from his dull eyes. They fell with passion, the emotions that he wanted to feel. The pain that his tears produced welcomed the pain of his bleeding hand and cut lip, along with the aching of his fingertips.
His entire body felt sore.
"...Why is everyone..so mad at me?" (M/n)'s voice was hoarse and cracked as the lump in his throat thickened. "W-What did I do..?" His shoulders shook, knees trembled, "I didn't mean any...I didn't mean any harm..." he whispers.
The large tears continued to fall as he desperately tried to wipe them away.
Choked back sobs weakened his body as he rested his forehead on the cold unwelcoming floorboards, his arms caged his head as his hands clutched at his hair. Sharp nails digging into his scalp. "I--I tho--I thought we..we were having a g-good time..." (M/n) continues to whisper. "So...So why? Why is everyone being so mean to me...?"
{HELLO!!! I'm so sorry for the lack of updates! I'm working on a new story called "My Darling" you should totally go check it out if you have the time! It's a BNHA x Oc story based on Darling in the Franxx and Boku no Hero, but I thought I should leave you guys on a cliffhanger because i'm evil like that lmao. Plus, this story doesn't have much plot going on anyway. Comment, Vote, and tell me what you thought of your friends turning their backs to you---not that I've experienced this before in my lifetime((many times))----I hope you guys and gals plus nonbinary pals enjoyed this chapter}
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FanfictionThis is a Chat Fic, if you do not like boyxboy fandoms or Yaoi in general, I suggest you find a different story. (M/n) (L/n), a foreign exchange student from Japan comes to Paris, France in hopes to find something more exciting--more accepting.