#yuuta treats! 🍬

[crybaby-bkg]

method actor boyfriend yuuta who gets a little too invested in his upcoming movie role. he’s playing some psycho character; someone calculated and manipulative; cunning; a stalker; eventually a killer. he’s always been a good actor, but sometimes he has to delve deep in order to portray a role to the best of his abilities.

you start to notice a difference in him after a while, though. he tells you he has to leave you for a few hours at a time, only for you to catch sight of his gaze lingering in the bushes outside of your home. or do you? you’re never really sure, always catching glimpses and glances that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. but you’re never really sure if you see him, his low stare, his tightly pulled mouth, the weapon his character uses slung over his shoulder.

he starts speaking to you differently, too. his vocabulary starts to be riddled with love and devotion and adoration, every chance he gets. he holds you close to him, too close, too tight, rests his face against your hairline, whispers against your skin, “don’t leave me—don’t ever leave me—I love you—you love me, don’t you?—don’t you?—you love me, right?”

sex with him isn’t really the same, either. he doesn’t even call it that anymore, calls it making love, and it wouldn’t be as unsettling if he didn’t look at you like that every time. like you hung the moon and the stars with your bare hands, like you breathed life into his very being, like you broke off a piece of your rib to place it so delicately inside his sternum.

his eyes get so rounded, so wide, seeing every inch of you, even the pieces hidden under the covers. his hands are so soft but they grip you so tightly, as if he’s scared that you might slip away if he blinks too long. his mouth constantly connected to your skin, whispering praises, his love for you, how you’re meant for him, how he can’t wait to be one.

he’s already inside of you, though. how else could he connect his body to yours? you know he’s playing a killer, someone willing to cut and scrape and bruise and maim the one he loves most. but he knows that it’s just a movie, right? that you’re not the star, that you’re his real partner, that he’s not actually like that? right?

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: implied murder, yandere yuuta, blood mention, cheating on unnamed husband

the mission wasn’t supposed to last this long. seven months—tops. no longer than that, definitely not any shorter. but it’s been 14 months now, and you think you’ve finally—finally—hit your limit.

Yuuta was nice at first. quiet and reserved, smart as a whip, quick on his feet when it came to calculations and trying to figure out the best option when time wasn’t on your side. he was the leading astronaut of this mission, to figure out where this new species had come from, what it wanted from earth, how to coexist with them.

but somewhere along the journey, had he slowly, so, so slowly, started to lose his sense of all that was right. and perhaps you were to blame in his downfall into treachery.

you were lonely, with your husband seemingly light years away from you. the others on the ship weren’t much company. Yuuta had that disarming kind of look to him that made you wonder how strong marriage vows were so far away from land.

Yuuta is a sweet lover, you learned, with his hushed moans against your chest and his soft groping and easy, sweet, slow strokes that rock you up the thin and hard beds. his eyes are big and wet where they stare up at you with entirely too much adoration, so much so that you have to glance away, focus on how he sits so deep inside you, you wonder why it took you so long to cave in.

he’s a jealous lover, too, you also learned entirely too quickly when you spot a trail of blood from a fellow astronauts cabin. it seem to all go quickly after that, the descent into madness; the captivity; the trapped air; the hollowed breathing; the running in the same circular path; Yuuta’s love; his love; his undying love.

“It’s always been you, hasn’t it?” he says with a smile, his hands and chin bloody as he corners you in the only room that, with a touch of a single button, could send you soaring into the open blackness of space. you eye the blinking button, wonder if he’s bold enough to push it, if you’re fast enough to do it and still lock yourself on the other side to save your own soul.

“Yuuta, please.” you whisper, eyes wild. “You know I have a husband back at home—”

“But you don’t love him, do you?” Yuuta cuts you off, his head cocked to the side, an amused grin splitting his face wearily. “If you loved him then you wouldn’t look at me the way you do, wouldn’t have—have touched me the way that you did, the way you keep doing—”

“That was a mistake, Yuuta!” You shout before you can stop yourself, knowing you’re on uneasy ground with someone that still drips with the blood of his own crew. he falters, only for a second, before he smiles, sweet and disarming, but the crimson splatter across his dimple does everything but calm you.

“Love is never wrong though, is it?” Yuuta says softly, holding his hand out to you—the other hovering above the button that will determine your fate. you pause, tears welling in your eyes, a sob caught in your throat.

“This isn’t love.” you try to plead with him, but he only beckons you once more, his finger poised and ready to strike. with a heavy head, do you relent, body slinking toward his own open and waiting one. he pulls you from the room, away from the open vacuum of space that was so readily, so greedily, about to swallow you whole.

Yuuta leads you through the ship, past the corpses, around the trails of blood, shields your eyes from the worst of it. and when he leads you to his bed, does he finally wrap you tight in his arms, his mouth gentle and smooth where it presses against your own.

“I love you.” and you know that he means it. that makes the pain of it sting even more.

[crybaby-bkg]

I watched an episode of the twilight zone a few weeks ago where this guy had to relive the same day over and over again for a little over a year. and he was trying to win the affection of this lady, and find different ways to break his curse and move on from the day so that she could remember him. and after all these tries where she didn’t remember him, he just kinda. snapped. realized that she just wouldn’t remember tomorrow, so why not do what he wanted with her while he had the chance?

and what I’m trying to say is. yuuta. basically.

[crybaby-bkg]

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Method actor yandere

Astronaut AU

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