Platonic Yandere

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Miguel came home and saw you slowly pacing in front of the couch.

"Y/N? What are you doing?" He asked as you looked up.

"I didn't mean it." You whispered as he looked at you in confusion.

"What?" He asked, walking closer.

You teared up and looked at him.

"I broke one of your whiskey bottles... I wanted to be good and clean! And I broke it... I'm so sorry." You whispered as you began to cry, he groaned and rubbed his head.

"Really, Y/N? How many times have I told you to be careful!" He shouted as you continued to cry softly.

"I didn't mean it! I was trying to help!" You screamed as he walked in front of you and stared down at you.

"Don't you dare shout at me. Go to your room, now!" He shouted as you ran off into your room, slamming the door shut.

You got into your bed and curled up under the blankets.

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After a few hours Miguel came into your room to see you still under the covers.

"Y/N, darling. Do you want to come out and have dinner?" He asked. You stayed under the blankets not saying a word.

He slowly lifted up the blankets and you hid away from the light.

He knelt beside your bed.

"I know I shouted at you... But, you broke something that didn't belong to you and it upset me. Do you understand why I got angry?" He asked, brushing a hand through your hair.

When he looked into your eyes it was like there was no one looking back.

"Sweetheart?" He asked as you continued to stare forward.

"You come out when you're ready."

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The next day arrived and you hadn't got out of bed.

Miguel came in and knelt beside your bed again.

"Y/N, please stop this... Just come out, okay? I'm sorry I yelled." He muttered as he played with your hair.

"I don't feel." You whispered as he looked at you in concern.

"What do you mean, sweetie?" He asked as you looked at him.

"I feel numb." You whispered as he nodded a little.

He now realised this was something mental and not just you being a brat.

"Okay, love. It's okay, I'll help you. But, we need to get you up to shower and eat. Can you do that for me? I'll help." He said as you nodded a little.

"I can do that."

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