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[yan-est]

yandere!househusband x afab!reader. cw: implied dub-con, fingering, edging, slight somnophilia??

yandere!househusband who takes care of you day and night. in your shared home, he's always there to help you, whether it be waking you up with ticklish kisses, cooking you food that has a rather unique aftertaste, or even scrubbing your back during a warm shower.

yandere!househusband who cherishes every intimate moment you share with him. whenever you're out busy with work, he subconsciously touches the ring on his finger while thinking about you. so by the time you arrive home, he engulfs you in a hug and immediately pecks your neck, trailing kisses from your chin down to your collarbone. when that happens, you have to stop him from getting too excited.

yandere!househusband who immediately leads you to bed after a long day of work. the both of you are tired from doing your chores/jobs, so the best way to recharge is to curl up in bed and cuddle, or so he says. but even though he says he's tired, his lips and hands say otherwise.

yandere!househusband who starts from massaging your shoulders, before brushing his hands down to your back until it reaches your hips. you could feel his warm breath on your nape, and when you ask him what he's doing, he simply presses a kiss on your skin, telling you not to worry.

"just get some sleep, darling," he says, and you try, you really do. your eyelids are heavy and you're extremely tired. but how could you sleep when you could feel his fingers rubbing on your clothed entrance?

the moment your underwear gets slightly soaked, yandere!househusband tugs the waistband off and slips his fingers right in. he knows you're trying not to writhe around under his touch as you attempt to sleep, but when he circles his index around your clit, you can't help but twitch a little. it doesn't help when he teases your shoulder with soft bites.

yandere!househusband who plays with your sweet pussy with his hands. you were already wet just from a few touches and rubbing, how much more if he actually puts his entire dick in? the thought makes him throb so he lines his tent up on your ass, grinding ever so slightly. he can't help it, okay?

yandere!househusband who stops when you groggily tell him you're coming. "oh, darling, we can't have that yet. you'll have to open up your pretty eyes first."

yandere!househusband who ends up making the most out of the entire night. he wants to savor you whilst you're half-asleep, after all. oh, and work? that can wait, just cuddle with him the next day. <3

[yan-est]

I love love love love loveee your househusband hcs :o UR SUCH A GOOD WRITER LIKE REALLY GOOD! BUT ANYWAYS (UR AMAZING) HOW DID HE GREW UP? WAS HE WEALTHY GROWING UP?

stop im giggling like THANK YOU ANON!! 🤍 UR SO SWEET and bc of that i'm making this a teensy bit longer than it should be

neways, pretty sure he was a loner growing up buuuut at least he had you :) based on the warnings below idk if that should be a good thing or

cw: creep behavior, mentions of stalking and homicide

yan!househusband was filthy rich; total trust fund baby, spoiled kid, deep pockets. he might've looked like he had what he wanted and needed in life, but god, he would kill for a second out of his parents' agonizing, suffocating hold.

to distract himself while growing up in his mother's private estates, he tried everything. doesn't mean he was good at it though, if anything, he was on the mediocre side, but hey, he was a fast learner. that skill comes in handy when he finally met you.

and to be honest, he didn't expect falling this hard. sure, you were nice, and smart, and you had what he didn't have in his childhood— freedom. he could've chosen anyone else, he could've fallen for anyone else, but when he unconsciously drew you on the margins of his textbook one day, oh, that sealed your fate.

you were stuck on his mind, and he preferred to keep you in there.

the doodles started small. first, he drew you looking at the board. then he started drawing your side profile, your hair, then your portrait. then your pencil case, your favorite snack, your shoes, your uniform, your thighs, your house, your bed, and… everything down there.

he had to buy a new textbook. the old one was stained and it reeked of him.

he was obsessed.

you, the epitome of his wishes, his lifelong dream to be free, was within his grasp. after being caged by his mother and ignored by his father for so long, you were the breath of fresh air that he yearned to inhale.

you were everything he ever wanted. and he sure as hell wasn't going to let you get away.

it began with a dinner conversation. high school graduation was in a week, and on the rare occasion where they all gathered together, he and his parents sat around the candle-lit dining table. they were discussing his future, told him to pursue the path they did, and everything was fine!

it's just that… you weren't mentioned in his parents' plans, and that put him off. and as delusional as he may be, he knew the reality of what they'd think of you.

so when they mentioned setting up a good marriage partner for him, he was glad he laced their meals with cyanide beforehand.

the whole dinner blurred by into moments. he doesn't remember much of it, and he has already buried his past along with his parents. what matters is that he pulled some strings, inherited millions, bought you a promise ring, and planned to provide for you.

he has a whole plan in motion, from his career to finances, and one word from you will forever—

oh, um… you want a stay at home partner after college?

good thing yan!househusband looks fuckable in an apron!

[yan-est]

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