✦STALKER'S TANGO✦

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ✦STALKER'S TANGO✦
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (Yandere! Hector x Reader)

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟'𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖... ❞

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"...I exist only in service to you. Everything about me only 𝘪𝘴 because you will it. Because you direct it..." Hector's voice was low, almost reverent, but no less intense. "Do you understand this?"

(Y/N) shifted their stance, almost bashful, warmth blooming where his gaze touched. A chill traced the curve of their spine, goosebumps prickling at the nape of their neck at his words. There was something poetic in them, something that stirred a gentle ache in their chest.

"Not sure I like the idea of controlling you." They murmured, their laugh tight, forced- an attempt to defuse the sudden electricity in the air. Their hand drifted to the back of their neck, fingers grazing the skin there, trying to ground themself.

"Perhaps you may, in time... But not to worry, it doesn't last." He laced his hands together, his eyes cresting slightly in amusement.

"As soon as I fulfill your command, your desire... I become the one with the power."

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↳ Upon receiving a gift box that contained a mysterious pair of 'Dateviator' glasses, (Y/N) is now able to converse with, and even date, the previously inanimate objects in their house.

However, one object in particular has a rather obsessive interest in (Y/N), which leads to him committing gruesome acts in order to make sure they remain with him...

𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺.

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