THE CAGED LITTLE BIRD AND THE CLOSED DOOR — ♡
a/n - something came over me, so here’s some yandere iori nonsense. no one requested this but if i didnt write it i was going to explode. we’ll be back to our regularly scheduled programming soon
iori suiseki
“hm…”
a disapproving hum rings out behind you, making you freeze in place. the door was slightly open, and you were so, so close, somehow managing to convince yourself that with the mostly empty house, you’d be able to leave, at least for a little while. you should have known better, really, since he always seems to know what you’re up to.
your heart races in your chest as he slowly walks forward. you can’t seem to look behind you, but you know exactly what kind of face he’s making. your hand slightly falls off of the door now that there’s less than an inch of space between you two. his left hand pushes the door shut with a click while his right snakes its way around your chest, landing on your shoulder. he holds you close, and you wonder if his strong arm can feel how hard your heart is beating.
“you wanna leave?” he asks you this simple question in a seemingly innocent tone. you don’t know how to answer. it’s been a long time since you’ve seen anyone, but it isn’t all that bad – you enjoy all of the time you spend with the rest of AKYR. playing games with the younger ones, laughing alongside everyone, listening to them bicker against zen’s request, having intimate moments with iori… you do consider them family, just as much as they do with you. could you leave that? did you even want to leave that?
“…you sure, __?” his voice drops low near your ear as his hand tightens around your shoulder. it’s nearly a threat. he’s holding you as close as he possibly can, something he’s always loved doing. you had initially thought he was someone unreachable, someone you’d always look at from behind, until your relationship deepened. maybe he was just holding himself back, but he fell as hard as he could. soon enough, you were always by his side, and he made sure of it. you talked to others less and less, especially your friends and family. surely they were worried about you, but that didn’t matter anymore. you were attached to his hip anyway, so the natural next step would be for you to move in. you didn’t leave, at least not without him.
“ah, well…” you needed to say something. he was waiting.
“no, i just… wanted fresh air.” you gave him a half-hearted response. it wasn’t a total lie. sure you could leave, but how far you could get was another question. he would move heaven and earth to keep you by his side, and would stack as many bodies as possible if it meant you would never leave him.
“did you forget where the garden was or something?” he chuckles and loosens his grip a little. he backs away slightly and turns you around, forcing you to look at him, keeping his hands on your shoulders. he’s smiling, but his stare is intense. you breathe deeply, and give him a small smile.
“no, i didn’t. i’ll go there.” you wait a moment, and add in an apology to hopefully lighten the mood.
“…sorry.” he grins wider at it, his eyes crinkling.
“good, good~!” he laughs again while patting your head. once he stops, his hand moves to your cheek, gently rubbing it with his thumb. he looks you in the eyes. you better not even think about going near this door again. he leans in and gives you a sweet kiss on the lips, an action totally opposite to his current mood. your face heats up at his sudden affection.
“you’re really cute, you know?” he smiles again as he stares, almost lovingly, at your flustered face.
“…even when you don’t listen.” he adds that part in quietly, his expression darkening for a brief moment. his moods would change as quickly as they came.
“c’mon then!” he backs away and grabs your wrist, looking happy again. you can’t tell what he’s feeling. is he mad at you? will he hopefully forget about it?
“let’s go upstairs.” you got your answer as he starts to drag you away.
it seems like he was determined to convince you to want to stay, one way or another.
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