《Upper Moon Oneshots♤☆》Yandere daki x male reader
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Yandere daki x male reader
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Under the mask
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Yandere🥀 (gore)
Y/n's POV:
I was bringing some boxes of goodies for Wareheim orian up the stairs trying not to draw too much attention to myself since alot of the people here don't like me one bit, well expect Wareheim. The workers here usually get jealous from how kind she is to me but they always deny it.
Suddenly I feel an impact on my back making me fall to the ground, dropping all the boxes. I heard giggling and snickering from behind me.
"Oops, sorry Y/n!"
They then continued to laugh as I struggled to get up,I feel a liquid on my forehead and touch it noticing it's blood. Then I feel a foot push on my back bringing me back to the floor, my bloodied head hitting the stairs painfully.
"You're like a damn insect or a parasite, you disgust me!"
The women that had her foot on my back exclaimed with a smirk.
"You must be ugly since you were that mask all the time!"
My eyes widened as I started to struggle more.
'I friend of mine gave this mask to me before he died and I swore to him I would always wear it'
Another girl stood me up as the girl who had her leg on me held me put. Then one tried to take of my mask and dropped it to the floor cracking it. I screamed in horror as I started crying. The two girls looked at me and gasped.
"Oh my, Y/n san!"
One of them blushes and held me tighter, nuzzling my neck.
"You soooo beautiful!"
"We're so sorry!!"
One girl pick up my mask and the other got slapped.
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"Don't be such a pig, Kanne and let go of him!"
She dropped me to the ground blowing a kiss to me and ran off but she didn't get too far since she bumped into something or rather someone.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Wareheim asked with absolute venom in her voice, starring into the girls souls.
"W-we were just helping y/n up, he fell.."
Kanne muttered, Wareheim had an irk mark appear on her head.
"Then why were you running away!?"
She yelled causing the girl to shiver.
"I-I was going to get help!"
She then got kicked to then ground.
"DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, PARASITE!"
She screamed as Kanne started crying and the other girls ran away. Wareheim walked over to me and sat next to me with a softened smile.
"Are you alright, my y/n?"
I nodded as she wiped away the blood from my forehead.
"I've never seen you without your mask, here you go."
She handed me the mask I looked down at it as tears fell from my eyes.
"Its..broken.."
I said under my breath as I held the shattered mask in my hands. I then saw Wareheims hands hold mine.
"I can get glue if you want."
She had a closed eye smile on her face.
"No, I'll go get i-"
"I insist!"
She cut me off and got up, waving ar me.
"I'll send someone to clean up these boxes and get me new ones!"
She exclaimed as she walked away.
Daki's POV:
I lied about getting glue, I'm going to kill those brats that dare hurt my Y/n. And of course then get the glue for my love. My face turned bright red just thinking about his beautiful face.
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'Ah, he's so gorgeous!'
I thought to myself, making my way to a worker.
"Excuse me."
I say coldly, the women looked at me with sweat drops on her cheek.
"Yes, orian Wareheim?"
"Go to the 3rd floor staircase, Y/n dropped some boxes."
She nodded and bowed, making her way to the 3rd floor. I smirked and sniffed the air, trying to track down those ugly girls.
After giving the 3 girls a horrid death using my belts, I grab some glue from a drawer and make my way back to my lovely Y/n.
That girl I told to clean up the mess was talking to him when I got there, but he seemed to be happy..too happy.
"Y/n, I got the glue!"
I exclaimed with a sugar coated smile, ignoring that ugly girl that dared talk to him.
"Hi Wareheim, this is Aimi! She's so sweet!"
He said with a light blush on his cheeks.
"Well, I got the glue for you~"
I say, handing it to him.
"Oh, I already got it from Aimi."
He replied giving back the glue to me, an irk mark appeared on my head.
"Yeah, I already got it from him~"
She said mockingly.
'This bitch thinks she can take away my love, I'll prove her wrong!'
I thought now putting on a fake smile.
"Well then, Y/n how about we get going! I wanna show you some purses I got from the store."
I exclaimed grabbing his hand but he shook it off.
"I'm sorry but Aimi wanted me to go to a mochi shop with her."
He said as that damn Aimi took his hand.
"Let's go Y/n! There going to close in a couple hours!"
She exclaimed while tugging on his kimono.
"Okay! Bye Wareheim."
They then walked away, I clenched my teeth as I walked to my room.
I threw a chair to the ground screaming.
"I'LL KILL YOU AIMI! JUST YOU WAIT!!"
The end
Word count: 952
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