𝐿𝓊𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓎 || Yandere!Tamaki x reader x Mirio

9. The Night Shift

  Letting out a small yawn, you watched as the newest hoard of customers entered the restaurant. This was your third time this week working late on the night shift and you were completely exhausted. Combined with the workload from school, taking care of Eri, and now your job, you were really busy. It felt like you didn't even have a second free, and it was really stressing you out.

On the positive side, you didn't have to suffer through this alone. You had Shigaraki to keep you company.

After a while, it seemed that Shigaraki finally warmed up to you. Sure, he might've seemed antisocial and unapproachable, but he wasn't that bad. He wasn't dangerous, he just didn't make the best decisions in the past. He was actually super funny and dare you say, caring.

And tonight, like most nights, you were closing up the restaurant with Shigaraki and some other employee.

For some reason, the fast-food restaurant you worked at was really busy recently. Not that you understand why. You had tried some of the food here, and it was okay, and not all that great. But still, there were a lot of snobby customers you had to put up with which was just fantastic.

"I asked for extra barbecue sauce packets, and I only got two." One of the customers you were dealing with told you.

"Sorry sir, I'll get you some more." You turned away, trading glances with Shigaraki. He smirked at you, scoffing a bit.

Out of the two of you, Shigaraki was definitely the more direct one. If a customer pissed him off, he would say something about it. He even nagged you constantly, trying to get you to stand up to yourself. But you still wanted a good tip, so you didn't.

It's not that you didn't know how to stand up for yourself, it's just that you sucked at confrontations. It had always been that way, ever since you were little.

"Oh come on, (y/n), you just let that guy walk all over you. 'Can I get some extra barbecue sauce?' Get the sauce yourself, lazy ass." Shigaraki said to you, once the customers had left. 

"Well, maybe he didn't know where it was." You shrugged, counting the money in the cash register before sliding it shut.

"Ugh, are you always this soft with people?" Shigaraki groaned, as he leaned against the wall and watched you clean the counter off.

"What's wrong with being soft?" You smirked, looking over at him.

That comment caused Shigaraki to choke on his spit, leaving him coughing and sputtering, his cheeks dusted a little red.

Christ, he wanted you so fucking badly.

He watched as you finished washing off the counter. It took everything in him not to bend you over that counter and just fuck you into oblivion.

You would probably like it, wouldn't you? Getting slammed over the counter like some dirty whore? 

Feeling the blood rush lower than it should be, and his pants tightening up, Shigaraki turned away from you. He was hard, and if he didn't do something about it soon, he would be in deep shit.

Despite knowing you for only a couple of weeks, Shigaraki had become infatuated with you. And not in a healthy way.

You were so beautiful, so kind, and so good to him. No one had ever been so nice to him. He knew you would treat him just right, and love him just the way he wanted. Who cares if you were two years younger than him? He still had to have you and had to keep you all to himself.

"Hey, so, would you like to come over to my place? Maybe, in a week or something? We could play some video games and stuff, it'll be fun." He offered, shifting his weight under the counter so you couldn't see the hard-on he had.

"Ooh, that sounds great! I'm really busy though, with taking care of my sister and school, but I'd love to do that soon!"

So eager to be alone with him, huh? You must really need a cock inside you. Well, he could help with-

"(Y/n), Tomura. We're closing up. Let's go." The other working employee told them, pulling Shigaraki from his sinful thoughts.

You stood outside of the now-closed restaurant, giving Shigaraki a big smile. "Like always, I had fun hanging out with you, Shigaraki. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Yeah, whatever." He muttered, scratching at his neck, and staring as you walked off to your car, turning away when you left his line of vision.

Little did either of you know that you were being watched.

--

Mirio and Tamaki sat in the car, observing as you talked with the older, taller, blue-haired male. For the past three hours, they had been doing this. Watching you work and joke around with this man.

Ever since your shift started going late and you spent less time with Tamaki and Mirio, they had been following you around. Now, that might sound bad, but it wasn't. They were just checking up on you, making sure you were safe. Who knew what kind of creeps and maniacs were out here? The world's a dangerous place, and they had to protect you.

Besides your safety, they both missed you. Especially Tamaki. It broke his heart to know that you were away from him for so long. It hurt him to see you alone like this, but it hurt even more when he couldn't see you at all.

"Who is that guy?" Mirio asked Tamaki. Both were glaring daggers into the man. If only looks could kill, this shithead would be dead by now, and they wouldn't have to worry about him.

"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling about him." Tamaki muttered, narrowing his eyes as jealousy, envy, and hatred ran through him all at once.

Who was this creep, anyways? How dare he look at you like that, staring at places he shouldn't be staring. It was disgusting and violating. You were still in Highschool, and this guy seemed way older than you. He didn't deserve to talk with you, he didn't deserve to be blessed with your presence and be near you. This prick just wanted to use you, couldn't you see? Get away from him. Run!

"Me too."

(A/N: FINALLY I CAN WRITE HORKNEE MEN

I'm so happy I could unleash the horniness with Shigaraki lmao

But uh, thanks for reading! Don't forget to comment and vote!