Miguel O'Hara x Reader Oneshots

Platonic Yandere Miguel

“I’ll get you some new toys, Okay? Whatever you want.” Miguel said as you sat on the floor with tears in your eyes after a rough break down. 

“No! They aren’t the same! I want my toys!” You screamed as Miguel rubbed his head and groaned softly. 

“You’re not getting your damn toys, because they’re gone! I burnt that entire house down, everyone thinks you’re dead and I am all you have left! Do you understand!?” He shouted as you looked up at him in shock. 

“I hate you!” You screamed before running away and locking yourself in his room. 

He rolled his eyes and rubbed his head, he decided it was better for you to have some time alone until you calmed down. 

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An hour later Miguel opened the door to his room and saw you laying on your side on his bed, staring at the wall. 

“Babydoll, I’m sorry for yelling at you. I’m just trying to get you to understand all of this. We have rules in this house.” He said sitting on the edge and running his hand through your hair. 

“Whatever.” You muttered, your voice weak from crying and screaming. 

“Y/N, I’m trying to keep you safe. I want you to have a good life here.” He continued, still running his hand through your hair. 

You didn’t bother to reply to him as you just continued to stare at the wall. He sighed and covered you with some blankets, kissing your forehead softly. 

“I’ll let you rest.”

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Miguel had done everything he could to try and get you to be yourself again, but it was as if you had gone into shut down mode.

He had bought new toys, new blankets, new pillows and everything but nothing seemed to work. 

He came home one day after getting some groceries to see you still laying on the couch staring at the TV. 

“Y/N, I told you to get up and clean your room while I was gone.” He grumbled as he started putting the groceries away. 

“Don’t care.” You muttered in response as he sighed and knelt in front of you. 

“I told you there would be punishments didn’t I? No more TV.” He said turning it off. 

“I hate you.” You growled as he looked down at you. 

“Excuse me?” He warned, kneeling back down. 

“You know, I’ve been patient with you lately. But, you’re getting on my last nerve. I have given you everything you want, all I ask is you behave.” He scolded as you looked at him. 

“You’ve given me everything but freedom. I want to go outside…” You replied, your voice filled with sadness. 

“You can’t go outside, Y/N.” He said before you turned around and faced your back to him. 

“Fine, we’ll work something out, okay? We can have time up on the roof together, star gaze, play some games and I’ll make sure no one comes up there.” He said as you smiled a little and turned around again. 

“Really?” You whispered, Miguel felt a wave of relief run through him when he saw you smile. 

“Yes, I promise we can work something out.” He replied, reaching up to brush your hair out of your face. 

He could finally see the light coming back to your eyes.