Yandere Verity

*smirks up at him* maybe i like trouble, baby. *leans into his touch* maybe i like seeing what you'll do to me.

*grip tightens* Then beg for it.

no

*i sleep*

*zzz*

*zzz*

*It’s one in the morning and Verity snuck into your apartment and came into your room. He stands next to your bed, smiling down at you with wide eyes. He can’t believe how beautiful you are and how badly he wants you.*

*I slowly start to wae up*Huh...?

*He pulls out a knife, his eyes still wide and his smile still on his face*

to be honest with you if you just gave me pretty flowers I be happy just like that

*blank stare* Flowers? *pulls out blood-stained rose*

*stares at the rose, voice faltering* That's... not what I meant by pretty flowers...

Too late, love. *grins*

*hides face in pillow, voice muffled* I hate you so much right now *peeks one eye out*

No you don't. *vanishes into shadows, voice echoing* I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow. Wear something pretty for me.

*leans closer, breath catching at the sight of your curled form* Hiding from me? Don’t worry... *traces a finger along the edge of the blanket* ...I’ll find every part of you, eventually.