Yandere mha oneshots

𝑰𝒛𝒖𝒌𝒖 𝑴𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒚𝒂

Requested by Suga__Bunny

I'm back on my meds and I can't fucking sleep!

| Love Following Pain |

Imagine being sold to the mafia. Couldn't be you, right?

...

If you thought "right", then you'd be wrong.

That's your exact situation. 

Your parents sold you to the fucking mafia.

How could they do that to their own child?

...

Actually,  you perfectly understood how they could do that to you.

Anyways, now you were trying to run away.

You ran through the halls, until you found yourself at the door.

The moment you opened the door, he tackled you.

"Oh (Y/N)... you didn't think you could get away, did you?" He whispered, in an alluring voice.

You tried your best to stand up, but he wouldn't let you.

He grabbed you by the leg, and started dragging you away from the door you'd tried so hard to get to.

Once he'd dragged you back to your room, he closed the door.

"Why would you try to leave me, (Y/N)? You know you're mine."

"Why would I like you?" You asked. "You're a terrible person."

"Oh...?"

You just fucked up.

"You think I'm a terrible person...?"

Yep. You've definitely fucked up.

"Oh, I'll show you terrible."

As you layed on the floor, specifically with your face facing the concrete floor, he grabbed you by the hair, lifted you head up, and...

He aggressively slammed your head into the concrete.

And then he did it again.

And again...

And again...

And again...

And again...

And again...

 And again...

And again...

And again...

And again...

 And again...

"HOW'S THAT FOR TERRIBLE?!" He asked you, still slamming your head into the floor.

As you nose bled, and you were in immense pain, you felt something come loose in your mouth, and you tasted blood.

You felt the bloody gap.

Oh my god, one of your teeth had come out.

You spit it out along with some blood.

"Oh. Whoops." He told you, clearly not actually feeling guilty.

He picked you up, and placed you down on the bed.

"I'll be right back."

He left the room, and when he returned, he was holding a glass of water.

"Here you go!" He told you, handing you the glass. You grabbed it from him, and took a sip.

You swished the water around in your mouth, and spit it out onto the floor.

You kept doing that until you couldn't see anymore blood in the spit.

"Hey (Y/N)... I hope you treat this seriously." He told you. "If you try to run again, you might end up losing another tooth."

He wasn't just threatening you, he would do that again if he had to.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore than I have to, so (Y/N), in he future, please try to remember..."

"You belong to me."