Attention~ Yandere Kenma X Fem Reader

-Feel-

Kenma had Y/n laying quietly in chains, eyes shut despite her being wide awake.

"I love you" He mumbled, "I'm madly in love with you and I want to marry you. But you think I'm crazy. So I can't."

"Why is he talking to me? Does he know I'm not passed out?" She thought.

"Please...be my princess. That's all I want." He stroked her face with the back of his surprisingly warm palm.

"Does he do this whenever he knocks me out?" She began wondering.

As silence grew louder, y/n couldn't tell if he was still in the room or not. Though these concerns melted away as she felt herself flying or floating.

Was it Kenma? Yes, yes it was. Carrying her onto a softer warmer surface and scooting in right behind her. An even softer object on top of the two.

"Is he spooning me? Where are we at? Is this a bed? Oh fuck I've never been spooned before... AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING SOMETHING?!" Her mind ran a mile a minute until she heard him..whispering?

No, singing.

A lullaby for babies but still cute. No, nothing is cute about this kidnapper.

He sang softly while cuddled up behind her with his arms around her waist.

"You have a nice voice, Kenma." She said.

Kenma jumped and released her, "S-so you were awake?"

"Mhm"

"I knew that. I was just..tricking you."

"Oh really? Your face is bright red."

The boy hung his flushed face in shame and twiddled his toes in the corner of the bed.

"You should shut up sometimes." He squinted.

"Aw.. you want your princess to shut up?" She teased.

"So you were awake this whole time? You liar! I thought I hurt you again." He paused, "I'm really sorry."

He dragged himself closer and cupped her face.

"What are you doing?" She uttered, face squished between his hands.

"Please...please don't leave me. I promise I'll treat you well and I'll get you anything you need! Honest!" His teary eyes made it difficult to see him as a bad person. To see him as who he is.

"Kenma.." She began.

"Please! I'm begging you here. I'll do whatever you want just please..." He groveled, "Please don't leave me here...all alone."

"...Okay. I'll stay here. I promise." And that was the exact moment when F/n L/n signed away her freedom, her sanity, and her life..

2 Weeks Later

"Good morning kitty." Kenma rolled over from the opposite side of the bed. Which y/n was chained to.

"Morning Kenma." She knew this wasn't a normal relationship, but she embraced its abnormality.

"You wanna play with me today?" He held up a controller.

The place Y/n was carried to was a completely different space than the room with the couch. This place looked like a bedroom. It had a bathroom connected to it and a game console, which Kenma was now asking if she wanted to play.

"Uhh...I kinda suck." She sat up, chains dragging against the carpet.

Kenma frowned.

Walking over to y/n, his eyes seemed piercing. Looking down at her, he uttered these words.

"Your body is mine to toy with as I please"

Silence..

Then the chains released her legs.

"Well come on, let's play." He acted as if he didn't say such scary words moments before.

Y/n got off the soft bed and slid onto the floor, crawling over to Kenma. Her legs were slightly numb and a little weak from not walking.

"Can I shower or something? Pleaseeee Kenmaaa." She gave puppy dog eyes and he caved.

"The bathroom is right there, I'll buy you underwear and bras and all that other girly stuff ok kitty?" He started the game mid-sentence.

"M'kay!" She grabbed one of his shirts off the floor and walked into the bathroom, stumbling a little with every few steps.

Your POV

he hasn't let me shower since I got here 2 weeks ago..

well i still don't know if i was actually here for a week the first time i woke up.

I ran the shower water and bathed. (yes that's all that happened)

When I got out I slipped on my bra and his dark brown shirt. It didn't fit exactly but it was nothing to fuss about.

When I got out he turned to greet me.

"You look pretty." He smiled.

I crossed my legs and sat in his lap, ducking my head under his controller. He chuckled and leaned down so his cheek met mine.

"You smell like me, kitty." He purred.

"Well I did use your shirt and your soap." I giggled.

"What do I smell like?" He asked, still playing his game.

I took a small breath, "Doritos and the soap in your bathroom."

He paused the game while diving backwards in laughter.

"I smell like doritos?" He chuckled.

"Oh shut up it's not a bad thing. Doritos smell good as hell!" I smiled.

He sat up and planted a soft kiss on my forehead,  smirking slightly.

"Now your head smells like me." He began, "I like when you smell like me."

"Me too.." I mumbled.

wait...what the fuck?

it feels like he's my boyfriend...

it feels like this is normal

like i'm not his prisoner

what is going on?

does he really just wanna be my boyfriend?
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..

...

WHY DIDNT HE JUST ASK ME OUT WHEN WE WERE IN SCHOOL?!?

LIKE A SANE FUCKING PERSON WOULD?!?

I PROBABLY WOULD'VE SAID YES

STUPID ASS BITCH

Author Notes
heyyyy i woke up late and this chapter literally took 3 hours like what 🤨 anyways i hope you enjoyed

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