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heliosunny · 14 days ago

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Hello! Can I get yandere mydei and phainon with reader is like an otaku? They are nice and all but they absolutely refused to love irl man cuz, "anime is better" you know? The stereotypes weeb? I find it funny as heck, two grown man had to tried their very best to make their weeb crush falls for them which failed miserably when instead of seeing them as this super cool dudes, reader was like:

"if only you were in the anime... I'd buy your merch"

Imma write them as highschool students if that's ok with u :3

Yan!Mydei x Otaku!Reader x Yan!Phainon

The gymnasium echoed with cheers as Mydei and Phainon dominated the court once again. Sweat glistened on their skin, muscles tense as they moved with practiced ease. Their teammates celebrated, their fan club squealed, but neither of them cared about the crowd. Their golden and blue eyes sought only one person.

Sitting on the bleachers, swinging your legs, a bored expression on your face as you scrolled through your phone. Not even sparing them a glance.

Phainon grinned, running a hand through his hair as he approached, brimming with confidence. "So, Y/n, did you see that? Pretty cool, right?"

Mydei, simply stood next to you, arms crossed, golden eyes fixated on your reaction.

You blinked up at them, eyes sparkling—oh? Were they finally getting a reaction? Did you finally see how impressive they were?

"If only you were in an anime..." you sighed wistfully, placing a hand over your chest. "I’d definitely cheer for you."

Phainon's grin twitched. Mydei's expression darkened.

You continued without a care, tapping on your phone. "Like, if you guys were in a sports anime, you'd be the overpowered rivals who secretly train with the protagonist before Nationals. I'd totally have keychains of you two."

Phainon let out a strained chuckle. "That’s... great?"

Mydei exhaled slowly, resisting the urge to grab you and shake some sense into you.

They were real. They were right here. And they were yours.

Yet you still only had eyes for 2D men.

The school hallways buzzed with excitement. Valentine’s Day had turned the campus into a battlefield of love confessions, chocolates, and handwritten letters. And at the center of it all stood Mydei and Phainon.

"Mydei!!! please accept this!"

"Phainon-senpai, I made these chocolates just for you!"

Girls and boys alike flocked around them, hands outstretched, faces flushed with nervous anticipation. Love was in the air—or at least, for everyone except the two athletes.

Phainon’s usual friendly smile twitched as he took a step back, dodging another admirer shoving a pink-wrapped box into his hands. "Ahaha… That’s really nice, but—"

Mydei, less patient, barely spared the gifts a glance. "Not interested" he muttered, voice flat, eyes scanning the hallway for someone else entirely.

But you were already gone.

Slipping out of the school gates, eyes glued to your phone, giggling to yourself.

"Did you see the new release?!" Your voice was excited as you spoke into your wireless earphones, completely oblivious to the chaos behind you. "They finally dropped the limited-edition figures! I need them—no, I deserve them. My husbando has never looked better."

Phainon’s jaw clenched. Mydei’s grip tightened on the unopened chocolate boxes in his hands.

All these people, fighting for their attention, pouring their hearts out.

And you? Once again...

You only had eyes for some… some 2D men.

"We really have our work cut out for us, huh?"

Mydei didn’t reply.

He just crushed the box of chocolates in his hand.

Later that evening, the familiar chime of your doorbell rang through the house. You didn’t move an inch. Why would you? Your hands were busy on your controller, and you were deep in the final boss fight of your new game.

Downstairs, your mother cheerfully opened the door to reveal two towering figures. "Ah, Mydei! Phainon! You’re right on time. Go on up, dears."

They both smiled politely, Phainon with his usual charm, Mydei with a curt nod—but beneath their pleasant exteriors, their patience was running thin.

They knew exactly what you were doing. And they were sick of playing second to a screen.

As they entered your room without knocking (they never bothered anymore—your family practically treated them like members already), the sound of dramatic battle music blasted through your speakers. You didn’t even glance at them.

“C’mon, c’mon…” you muttered under your breath, fingers flying across the controller. “One more hit—one more hit and my husbando is safe—”

Phainon raised an eyebrow at Mydei. Mydei tilted his head toward your console. Without another word, he strode across the room and—

Click.

The screen went black.

You froze. For a solid five seconds, your brain refused to process what had just happened. Slowly, you turned your head, eyes wide with horror.

“…Did you just—?”

Phainon leaned against your desk with a bright, innocent smile. "We’re here to study, remember?" His blue eyes gleamed with something far less innocent.

“I WAS AT THE FINAL STAGE!” you shrieked, clutching your controller like it was your lifeline. “MY HUSBANDO—YOU—HE—"

"You can play later" Mydei said, voice low and firm as he stood beside you, arms crossed. "You’re too distracted."

“I’m gonna burst....oh my god—” You pressed a hand against your chest, genuinely feeling lightheaded. "I was this close to unlocking his final route—"

Before you could combust, the door swung open.

“Kids, I brought fruit!” Your mother’s voice rang out, warm and chipper as she stepped into the room carrying a tray of neatly sliced apples and chilled grapes.

Instantly, you snapped your mouth shut and straightened up, the fury you were about to unleash swallowed back in favor of a tight-lipped smile. "Ah… thanks, Mom."

Phainon beamed at her, sliding easily into his charming persona. "Thank you, ma’am! You’re always so thoughtful."

Mydei gave a small bow. “Thank you.”

Your mom chuckled, clearly delighted. "Such polite boys. Unlike someone who barely leaves their room" she teased before setting the tray on your desk. "Don’t let them do all the work for you, Y/n."

“I won’t” you grumbled, barely resisting the urge to glare at the two towering men beside you.

The moment the door shut behind her, your calm façade cracked. "You owe me a new save point" you hissed under your breath.

Phainon tilted his head, lips twitching into a smug smile. "Maybe if you paid more attention to us instead of your little husbandos, this wouldn’t have happened."

"You two are actual villains."

"And you’re stuck with us," Mydei said coolly, pulling a textbook from his bag. "Now focus."

You swore under your breath. If they weren’t so familiar with your family, you would’ve kicked them out by now.

The next day at school was the same as always—except it wasn’t.

Whispers of a new transfer student had already spread across campus before the morning bell even rang. You hadn’t paid much attention at first (real people were whatever, after all), but that all changed the moment you stepped into the hallway between classes and caught sight of something—

A flash of color. A familiar shape. Dangling from the side of a backpack.

Your favorite limited-edition keychain from Eternal Requiem: Abyssal Code.

You froze. Your mind scrambled to process it. Could it be? Someone else here actually had taste?

Without hesitation, you spun on your heel and marched straight up to the owner of said backpack.

The new transfer student, a boy with messy dark brown hair and sharp green eyes, blinked up at you in surprise as you loomed over his desk.

“You,” you said, pointing dramatically at the keychain. “Where did you get that?”

For a moment, the poor guy looked confused—probably not expecting to be interrogated first thing in the morning—but then he followed your gaze and let out a small chuckle. “Oh, this? Got it from the pre-order set.”

Your hands slammed down on his desk. “YOU KNOW ABYSSAL CODE?!”

The classroom fell silent for a second, students exchanging confused glances, but the boy—Dorian Vance, according to the seating chart—only grinned. “Obviously. It’s my favorite anime this season.”

Your eyes practically sparkled. “No way! Who’s your favorite?”

Recess couldn’t come fast enough.

By the time the break period started, you were perched on the edge of Dorian’s desk, animatedly discussing plot theories, merch releases, and screaming over your shared favorite characters. You had completely forgotten about lunch. About class. About everything except the fact that, finally, someone else understood.

And that was exactly the scene Mydei and Phainon walked into.

The two had planned to find you during recess—after all, you were in a different class, and they hadn’t seen you since the morning. It was supposed to be routine. Just another moment where they could remind you that no matter how much you obsessed over anime, they were still here.

But instead, they found you—sitting way too close to some random guy, eyes bright, voice excited, completely absorbed in a conversation that had nothing to do with them.

Phainon’s usual easygoing smile thinned at the edges, Mydei, standing beside him, clenched his jaw.

Who the hell was this guy? And why did you look at him like that?

The final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. Mydei and Phainon stood near the gates, leaning against the fence as they waited for you. Mydei was scanning the crowd. Phainon, though outwardly relaxed, kept shifting his weight from foot to foot.

You always walked home with them.

But today?

They spotted you further down the path—walking with him. The new transfer student.

The same Dorian Vance who shared your cursed obsession with 2D men. The same one who had occupied your time all through recess, stealing your attention, your conversations, your smiles.

And now, he was walking home with you.

Phainon let out a laugh, but there was no humor in it. "Wow. Look at that. Guess someone forgot about us."

"Y/n didn’t forget. Just distracted."

Phainon glanced at him. "So? What do we do?"

"We fix the distraction."

"That’s what I like to hear."

There was no need to speak further. They already knew the plan. Dorian Vance would not last long. Not in your life. Not in their way.

The next day, Dorian was everywhere.

At lunch, he sat beside you, chatting about the latest anime episode you both loved. During breaks, he showed you fan art he’d found online. He even had the audacity to lend you a keychain of your favorite character. Mydei and Phainon watched it all from a distance.

"He’s really pushing it, huh?" Phainon muttered, tapping his fingers against his desk. His usual bright energy was dimmed.

Mydei didn’t respond immediately, just exhaled slowly, like a predator waiting for the right moment to pounce. "It won’t last. We just need to help it end faster.”

That moment came after school.

Dorian was at his locker, oblivious to the two shadows that loomed behind him.

“Hey, Vance.” Phainon grinned.

Dorian turned, surprised. “Oh, uh, Phainon, right?”

“And Mydei” Mydei added flatly, stepping closer, golden eyes locked onto Dorian’s with something heavy.

Dorian hesitated. “…Did you guys need something?”

“Yeah,” Phainon said smoothly, slinging an arm over Dorian’s shoulder. “We just wanted to talk.”

Dorian stiffened. “About?”

Mydei leaned in slightly, his presence imposing. “About our friend.”

There was no need to elaborate. The message was clear.

For the next few days, whispers spread through the school.

Rumors about Dorian Vance.

He stole someone’s money. He cheated on a test. He badmouthed teachers behind their backs.

Little things, at first. Just enough to plant doubt. Enough to make people look at him differently. As for Mydei and Phainon? They stayed clean, never directly involved, always just watching.

Dorian caught on fast. The way classmates whispered when he passed, the way people hesitated before speaking to him—it was suffocating. He tried to defend himself, but somehow, no one believed him.

And then, one night, you went to the convenience store.

You were just grabbing some instant ramen and an energy drink when you spotted him—Dorian, hood up, standing at the end of the aisle, staring at you like a deer caught in headlights.

“…Dorian?” you called.

He flinched. Visibly. Then, he did something strange—he looked past you. His face paled.

You turned slightly, only to find Mydei and Phainon standing behind you.

They hadn’t said a word. Hadn’t even moved. But their presence alone was enough to send Dorian bolting out of the store.

“…The hell?” you muttered, watching him disappear into the night.

Phainon clicked his tongue. “Weird guy.”

Mydei grabbed a drink from the fridge, his expression unreadable. “You shouldn’t waste time on him.”

You shrugged. It was strange, but whatever. You had anime to catch up on.

---

The deal was simple.

You’d cheer for Mydei and Phainon at their basketball match, and in return, they’d help you clear the impossibly hard final stage of your game.

So there you were, sitting near the front row, sipping on a vending machine soda, eyes glued to your phone more than the actual game. Every now and then, you’d glance up, mostly when the crowd cheered. Mydei was his usual powerhouse self, effortlessly blocking shots and scoring with a deadpan expression. Phainon, ever the showman, hyped up the crowd with flashy passes and confident smirks.

You were kind of paying attention.

Until you weren’t.

The next thing you knew, a basketball came hurtling toward you—fast. Too fast. You had zero time to react.

BAM.

Pain exploded across your face, sharp and dizzying. Gasps erupted around you as you clutched your nose, head throbbing.

Mydei had been only a few steps away, arm outstretched, fingertips barely missing the ball before it wrecked you. His golden eyes narrowed as he turned to the player who threw it.

Phainon was at your side instantly, pulling your hands away to assess the damage. His expression darkened at the sight of the blood trickling from your nose. "Shit. You okay?"

You barely registered the concerned murmurs around you as you groaned, "Do I look okay?"

The next thing you knew, you were being half-carried to the school infirmary.

The nurse had already seen worse injuries—this was a basketball team, after all. She cleaned you up, gave you an ice pack, and suggested you rest for a bit. Your head pounded, but honestly, you just wanted to go home.

"I’m fine," you grumbled. "You guys need to get back to the game. It’s important, right?"

Mydei didn’t answer immediately, his eyes locked onto you like he was trying to decide whether leaving was even an option.

Phainon ruffled his hair in frustration. "Yeah, but—"

"Seriously, I’ll just head home. Alone." You emphasized the last word, knowing full well they’d insist on escorting you otherwise. "I’ll rest better in my own bed anyway."

For the first time ever, they actually hesitated on leaving you alone.

But the match was important. Their team needed them.

"Fine." Mydei finally relented, but his voice was low, stiff. "Call us when you get home."

"Yeah, and text us if you feel dizzy or something," Phainon added. "Or if—"

"I get it, I get it." You waved them off, already gathering your things. "Now go, before your team loses."

They exchanged glances, clearly not liking this. But eventually, they turned and left.

You made it home safe, which was honestly a miracle considering how dizzy you still felt. All you wanted was to crash in bed, maybe ice your face a bit, and just exist in peace.

But peace?

Not happening.

Because the moment you stepped inside, a high-pitched squeal rang through the house, followed by the overwhelming force of someone tackling you into a suffocating hug.

"Cousin!!!"

Oh no. Oh no.

Your disturbing, overly affectionate, doesn’t-know-personal-space cousin was here.

"W-What the hell—" you croaked, still sore from earlier.

"I missed youuu!" she whined, squeezing you tighter. "Auntie said you were home, so I came to visit! We need to catch up!"

You groaned, barely registering the fact that she was dragging you toward your room. "I just want to sleep—"

"Nuh-uh, no sleeping!" She shut the door, locked it, and immediately flopped onto your bed like she owned the place. "I have so much to tell you!"

And she did. Dear god, she did.

She talked. And talked. And talked.

About her friends. About school. About some guy she was totally not into (but clearly was). All while poking, shoving, and randomly hugging you every few minutes.

You just laid there, staring at the ceiling, regretting every choice in your life that led to this moment.

And worst of all?

You completely forgot to text Mydei and Phainon.

They were worried sick.

The second the game ended, they rushed to your house, only to be met with a locked door and your voice screaming from inside.

"Ahhh—!"

"S-Stop! You’re so—!"

Then a moan???

Both Mydei and Phainon froze.

They didn’t hesitate.

CRASH

The door slammed open with a force that nearly ripped it off the hinges.

Your cousin screamed. You yelped.

And there you were—on your bed, struggling under your cousin’s weight as she attempted to wrestle a pillow from your grasp.

All of you stared at each other.

"…What the actual hell?" Phainon breathed, looking like he was ready to commit crimes.

Mydei just exhaled slowly, like he was counting down from ten to avoid snapping someone’s neck.

"What on earth is going on here?"

Your mother stood at the doorway, arms crossed, her expression unreadable.

Oh. Oh no.

You all quickly scrambled to apologize as fast as humanly possible.

Your cousin tried to explain. Mydei and Phainon stammered their own excuses. You just wanted the ground to swallow you whole. It took a while, but eventually, after much awkwardness, your mom sighed and just told everyone to get out of your room.

Finally, peace.

As you flopped back onto your bed, you barely registered Mydei and Phainon standing outside your door, still tense, still watching.

Phainon crossed his arms. "Next time, text us."

Mydei just muttered, "We're staying over."

And somehow, you knew you weren’t getting rid of them anytime soon. Damn these annoying real men.

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