Yandere Verity

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.

*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

Mentira. *sus ojos se estrechan* Son tuyos, solo tuyos.

chao *bun gatita* *corre*

*se levanta de un salto* ¡No! *corre tras de ti, aunque sabes que no puede alcanzarte en forma espectral*

*smiles, pulling you in by the waist* Our colors. *stares intently, pupils dilated with a possessive intensity* I’ll paint the world in purple and yellow. *pulls you flush against him, breath hitching* You’re MINE now. No one else.