drawtober day 27, “game”

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Danganronpa December Day 01 - Naegi Makoto

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Imagine:

Makoto Naegi with a Yandere S/O.

(long post, by the way!)

(Slight, ever so slight n✿fw warning)

• When he first met you, Makoto couldn’t help but be attracted to your gentle, sweet nature that comforted him always. Whenever he felt sad, disappointing, or angry, you’d come to his need and whisper things. Things that put him at ease.
• Although he’d never feel that way about you, he saw you as his greatest ally. His best friend.
• But… that’s not what you wanted. At all. You loved him more then anyone else, you were willing to do just about anything to make him like you! You were so certain he’d fall for that charm, so when he didn’t… It was devastating. But… you’d continue to love him, continue to be there for him. You had convinced yourself that, in some way, he’d come to love you the way you loved him.
• Your devotion to him was almost as obsessive as Toko’s. But unlike her, you didn’t make it apparent as to not scare him off.
• Which is why he never caught on to your - now looking back at it, obvious - issues.
• You always managed to disguise your prying in a tone so sweet, syrup practically dripped from every word.
• “how was your day? Anything interesting happen?” “What’re you up to today? Wanna hang out! I’d really like too!” “Did you hang out with anyone new?”
• Makoto would always answer your questions honestly.
• “It was fine, I guess.. not much really happened but I did finally beat that level!”
• “Yeah sure! I’ll be right there”
• “uhh, not really… W-well uhm…there was this o-one person…”
• Huh-
• It didn’t take much time to know he was crushing on someone… It was apparent in the way he grew awkward and stiff in his speech. And how you could practically feel the blush irradiating off his words.
• And every word he said regarding them felt like a skewer through your body.
• You loved him so, SO much that it hurt…so why?
• Why was he making you suffer more?
• How much more of yourself do you have to strain, just for him to mumble a simple…
• “I love you”
• But, you wouldn’t allow this to penetrate your facade. Instead, you made it seem like you were happy for him
• “Wow, makoto. Sounds like you have a crush~” you’d tease him, hiding how bitter those made your mouth taste
• “H-hey! That’s not it!”
• “Yeah yeah, lover boy, whatever you say~ careful though, don’t want a flagpole shooting up if you hug them, eh~?” That definitely made him stutter, more then before especially. What a cutie..
• After this, makoto began seeing you a lot more then usual. Sure, I mean, you did hang about him a bunch, but recently it had been more frequent.
• He never suspected anything though, you just wanted to hang out is all. Besides, you were his best friend! Why would he suspect you?
• It didn’t take long for you to discover the person he was crushing on, due to his many mannerisms you had studied down to a T practically giving it away.
• That, and he just (reluctantly) told you.
• Now, to get rid of them. That poison in the lake..
• Don’t worry! You’d never kill someone, no no! Although…
• With the plan you’d put in motion, you’re sure that death may of been more merciful..
• A week or two passed, and Makoto noticed changes in the person he liked. They were more gloomy, reserved and even a bit fidgety now. Contrasting their once outgoing and laid-back nature.
• He began noticing how people looked at them too. Disgust, anger, spite, or pity were a common expression thrown their way. And soon, bullying was happening as well.
• Vicious rumors had been spreading like wildfire about them, quickly destroying their reputation and likeability and ultimately alienating them.
• What was gossip quickly turned into truth, and that was all you wanted. Everyone believed it, even Makoto did, and soon they came less and less to the public.
• Until eventually, they stopped coming entirely.
• This was all you wanted! Now, it was just you and him. No one else that could get in the way.
• The plan work worked more perfect then how you wanted it though. It seems your lies grew to the bounds of the internet and cyberbullying quickly began spreading through their daily life. Even when they left, they weren’t safe.
• It didn’t shock you much when their body was found in their residence. Gently swaying side to side as they hanged from the rope tied around their neck. Face deathly pale and nails stained with their blood.
• What a loser, even in death they couldn’t do it right. Hah!
• This didn’t effect you much, if at all. It actually felt very rewarding for you, knowing your actions pushed them over the edge.
• The same, however, could not be said for Makoto.
• He was extremely shaken up by the discovery, and a part of him felt like he could of helped them.
• He could of saved them. He saw what was happening, and he didn’t do anything. Why?
• Why didn’t he help them, when they needed it the most? Why was he such a coward?
• Taking note of this, you quickly sprung into action. Bashing away those hideous thoughts.
• “Makoto, don’t think like that! You couldn’t of prevented this… They..they did this to themselves.. they just couldn’t take it anymore… I’m sure they’re happier where they are now, and from what I’ve seen, they wouldn’t of wanted you to be sad!”.
• Although he still blamed himself. That brought him some comfort, especially from you.
• But… This wouldn’t be the last instance something like this would happen…. It was one of many, in fact.
• A disturbing number of people that use to buzz around the ultimate lucky student slowly began distancing themselves from him and the school, one by one each abandoning him and succumbing to the relentless bullying. Much to his grief.
• Yet every step of the way, you stood alongside him. Reassuring this was never his fault, and that he didn’t deserve to blame himself for it.
• Maybe that’s what gave you away. How you always stuck with him thick and thin. How you crept your way into practically every moment of his life now.
• Slowly, he began to realize the seeds of ignorance you’d sow in him. How you’d tell him they weren’t worth his time anymore, how they were idiots to abandon someone as sweet and as caring him.
• And how you’d never leave his side. That you’d be with him every step of the way.
• Makoto confronted you about his suspicion, although instead of replying with a harsh or demanding tone, the words came out with a softness.
• Even if you were the cause of why students had been dropping like flies…he still cared about you deeply. And even if he was angry, he could never bring himself to truly yell at you.
• Your expression at his accusation was obvious confusion “uh, what? Why would I be the one making them leave?” You’d say, your voice evidently laced with pain.
• Makoto quickly apologized for hurting your feelings, but continued on about his impending suspicion about you, and how he felt like something was just…off
• The last thing he wanted was to lose you. You were there for him, you cared for and about him when no one else would. You always took care of him, and he didn’t want this to the be the case but…
• No, you couldn’t allow this to happen. You worked too hard and came too far for him to just do this to you. You! Of all people, he was suspicious of you!
• The one who was always there for him!
• The one who wiped away those that always threatened to spill whenever someone he cared for disappeared!
• The one would risk both life and limb just to see him smile!
• Why?! Why did he always do this?? Why did he always make you suffer so much.
• Makoto saw a new side of you. An aspect of yourself that triggered an almost primal instinct of his to leave. Run away as fast as he could. And yet he couldn’t. His legs remained perfectly positioned, much to his inner agony. He feared what he saw.
• And what he saw, was anger.
• You were angry at him, angry at yourself, angry at the world. Oh, why couldn’t he just love you! Why?! Was it that hard to do?
• You didn’t care anymore, you decided that if he wasn’t going to make the first move, you would.
• Gripping firmly onto his stiff hands, you began to confess your feelings. You told him everything: how you had loved him since an early age, how just being near him was enough to get you started in the day and ready for anything. You told him how he made you feel like an entirely new person, and that your life, once boring and plain, had a burst of colour every time you were near him.
• You even started diving into secrets, your mind so wrapped up in finally being able to do this just letting them slip.
• You added how you’d sometimes take things from him while he wasn’t looking. At first it was regular things he’d never miss like an empty soda can or a video game disk that was broken. Then, as it continued, the context got more intense.
• Like how you sometimes snuck into his room whenever he wasn’t around (it was pretty easy to get in to considering his family really liked you, and that you’d lie and say you were grabbing something for him) and that you started taking more private things from him like his shirts, pants….undies. anything that remotely smelled of him placed you in a high you hadn’t felt before.
• You even touched yourself with the toothbrush you took from him while also inhaling his scent, pretending he was the one doing all of that to you. Even now, the thought made you quiver even now.
• Makoto was completely awestruck. He was frozen in place, overwhelmed and unable to process what you just told him. A part of him always knew you liked him more then a friend, and perhaps a tiny bit of him was feeling the same way due to recent events.
• But whatever chances of love that were there had completely vanished and turned into air. What resided now was terror. He was afraid of you, and what you would do to him.
• And he was wise to think that. While you felt relief to finally be able to say all you, your heart was still whirling in anger. Yet instead of shouting at him, you calmly–and eerily lovingly– said this.
• “you make me feel whole, you make everyday to me more lively and worth loving! I love you, Makoto Naegi. I love you so much… That it hurts… It hurts so much sometimes, but I persist, for you! I want to revolve my everything around you! Please, please accept my confession..please?”
• He hated how his face burned red for a split second, but quickly that sinking feeling returned to him, and appropriately, he shakily refused your confession. And with some trembling force, he pried his hands from yours.
• “i-i’m sorry s-s/o… But… I don’t love you like that… And I can’t just forgive what you did. Because of your actions, a good person lost their life! You even made all my friends disappear! I…i-i-i can’t LOVE someone like that- like you! You…” And that’s where everything blurred for you..
• What…what did he just say?… “Ican’t love you?”…. Huh… But…
• Makoto felt a dark aura disperse from your body as you became stiff and quiet, like a stone statue. Your eyes grew a shadow darker, amplifying to your intimidating appearance as your once bliss smile dropped into a devastated frown. The mixing energies of your being and your expression made him gulp from terror and guilt, and send a shiver running down his back.
• You don’t remember much of what happened afterwards, but you were aware enough to know your body began moving on its own and towards the boy who made your heart beat faster. Even now, you loved him… But now, you also despised him. For being so…selfish. after all the time and effort that was sacrificed for him, he still didn’t love you… Well, you could fix that. You tried the subtle approach, but perhaps a more “direct” method was needed to drill that thought inside his head. Maybe that’s what motivated your body to move on its own.
• You faded in and out to what was happening at that moment. You remember makoto attempting to run but being cut off when you grabbed him and brought him to the ground. You remember him shouting in an attempt to alert someone about his attack. And then, you grabbed something solid and hard, and bashed it into his head.
• He survived thankfully, but he was knocked out cold and bleeding profusely. On top of that, you were sure someone could of heard what was happening. At that point you were panicking, but were composed enough to come up with a half-assed solution. Although it seemed impossible, you had hope it would work…
• And work, it did.
• Makoto found himself in a weird building, one that wasn’t too familiar to him. He couldn’t remember what happened, his mind twisting in pain as he rubbed the bandaged area that had been struck by a rock. “A rock? I was attacked..?” And then that’s when everything flooded back to him. How you entered a blind rage and began to attack him, bringing him to the ground and easily overpowering the boy before knocking him unconscious.
• He tried moving to at least get a better understanding of where he was, but it’d prove futile due to his arms and legs bound to a chair. He tried shouting, but it was useless due to the gag in his mouth which.. he had justed noticed was there. Makoto did everything he could to try and get out of his confinements, pulling and pushing his limbs as much as he could yet only achieving a slight *rattle* from the bounds.
• His fear would only increase when the sweet honey suckle voice that once brought him comfort, but now only pure terror, bounced from the buildings walls. You smiled gently at makoto in a manner that seemed like it was almost mocking him. You greeted him like you did everyday previously; warmly and with a fun energy! You hoped he slept well, and you informed him he’d been out for quite a bit, and that you fixed that little bump on his head! Though, he didn’t need to thank you. Not like he could!
• You then told him you had brought him to a special place where no one but the birds and bugs outside would disturb them! You also told him not to worry about his school life or family, you had already taken care of it! You said to your hostage that he’d been staying here for a bit until you had made him love you.
• Makoto didn’t know what to do, and he was scared beyond anything he’d ever felt. What happened to you? What happened to the S/O he use to know? Was it all just a facade?… Oh god, what were you gonna do to him?
• Noticeable sweat drops and a purple hue took over his expression, pure fear etched into those darling features of his which you came to adore. You told makoto that, if he behaved and began to love you, that nothing bad would ever happen to him. you wouldn’t touch a single hair on his ahoge, so long as he said these simple words.
• I love you.
• And yet, even then, makoto couldn’t abide to your rule. Upon taking off his gag, makoto tried to reason and plead with you to let him go, that even if he was captured he’d never tell anyone about it; and that even if you were an insane person, you were still his friend! And that you could get better! And-
• *SMACK* You slapped him across the face and shoved the gag back into his mouth. You had enough with this “friend” nonsense, and you weren’t insane! What was he even on about? Was he trying to make you hurt again?… Well, it wasn’t gonna work. Now, it was his turn to suffer. To hurt him like he hurt you until he learned to love you as much as you loved him.
• You disappeared for a moment, and in that time frame makoto soaked in what had just happened. You smacked him?! You really smacked him! And it wasn’t like it was painless either, the red print on his cheek said otherwise. Tears threatened to topple over at that moment, the fear, pain, anger; betrayal, guilt, regret all getting the better of him. His thoughts were brought back to earth when you returned to him brandishing a fresh set of sterile, sharp tools that glistened in the rays of sun that managed to seep through the building.
• You expressed an awed grin as you brandished a sharp tool towards his neck, pressing it against him until a small line of blood began to ooze down. Makoto’s eyes were filled with immense terror, and the colour that remained had completely drained from his face. He was shaking intensely and you swear heard him take a hard swallow. God he was adorable, even now. You didn’t want to hurt, you truthfully didn’t… But playing nice wasn’t going to get you anywhere, so hurting him was a necessity. He would scream, yell, cry, beg, but it wouldn’t deter you from your mission of love. Even if he feared you in the end, even if he hated you by the end, if it meant you’d get to keep him now and forever… It’d be worth it.
• Makoto’s spirit and willpower were completely destroyed by you. He couldn’t remember anything really, blurring in and out of consciousness as his body was assaulted nearly daily now. He couldn’t think of anything but the pain that irked his body and his mentality. It hurt everywhere, it even hurt breathing now. Why were you doing this to him? He just wants to go home, he just wants to see his family again… He just wants the pain to stop. Please… Make it stop.
• What remained of the past makoto had been largely snuffed out, replaced with a shivering scared young boy instead. A nice, obedient boy, one who’d obey you without a fault. It honestly worked much better then you thought, and you were amazed at how quickly the personality of someone can change. You were sure he wouldn’t try anything, now that his energy and motivation were depleted, so you released him from his bounds and carefully took him out of the chair. Makoto wanted to fight back, thrash and run for the doors, but he just… couldn’t. His body and his mind were too out of it for him to do anything.
• All he could do was writhe in pain. Emotional, physical, mental, it all hurt to the point his tears began running down his face again. You gently wiped away those tears, caressing his hair and telling him how much of a good boy he was to endure all that. You spoke to him in that sickly sweet tone he came to fear, as it always meant something awful was about to happen to him… But, he didn’t try resisting anymore. It was pointless.. but he craved that kindness you once had. He hated himself for still wanting to see the good in you, he hated how much he still cared about you… And he was scared that a piece of him did eventually come to love you a tiny bit. He wanted to suppress these feelings, all of them and just let the anger remain… But he was so, so touch starved for any kind of kindness or humanity that his body couldn’t help but weakly curl up to your warmth, as much as he hated.
• Your heart pounded as he did this. He was starting to love you! You were the happiest person on earth! All that work and effort had finally paid off, makoto, your love, FINALLY returned your affection! You could just throw him in the air and hug him until his ribcage broke, but couldn’t do that right now because there was a high chance his ribcage would actually break in his current state.
• You were quick to nurse him back to a stable condition, how you did this completely mesmerized him. When did you even learn this? How long were you planning to kidnap me? So many thoughts, so little answers. For the first few days of his slow recovery, makoto tried thinking of a plan to get out and return to his family, then when that was done he’d have you put away somewhere. Far, far away from him where’d you rot.
• But every time he tried thinking of a way of to get away from you, his heart would coil with guilt almost instantly and his train of thought would be derailed. Why was he feeling this way for you? You kidnapped him! You hurt him! Why should he start loving you?…
• Why was he starting to love you?
• ….and then, time passed. Makoto was fully healed physically, although he still was not nearly as stable mentally or emotionally, but that was fine. He was quiet now, and you missed his voice sure but, he’d come back around eventually! So you spent a few days alone with him, bringing back some stuff for you two to do and munch in an attempt to bring out some remnants of his past self a bit. it didn’t help much as makoto only did things whenever you told him too, but eventually he started doing stuff again. He ate whenever he needed, and cleaned himself when it started getting bad, and as a reward you’d smother him with kisses, hugs, and buy him one of his favourite things for every little achievement he unlocked! Makoto couldn’t explain what he was feeling for you, or maybe he just didn’t want to accept it. He was still scared, still so angry with you or your selfishness… But he craved you. He craved your affection, your love.
• And then more time passed.. makoto was allowed to go back to his family once he had been fully trained. But he couldn’t stay away from you very long, spending a night by himself felt so… Odd for him.. after all the time you two spent together, without your presence near him he felt absolutely alone.
• This emotional dependence on you caused him to fumble even basic day to day tasks. He was so use to the lack of people that the sudden amount of eyes on him made his anxieties spike. It felt like someone was wrapping their hands around his neck, squeezing the air right out of his lungs. He needed you so, so much right now. He needed you to tell him how good he was, he needed your love.
• When he finally does get to see you again, he’s practically in tears and sobbing profusely. He missed you so much! Where did you go? Why weren’t you responding to him? You were his world, and you completely left him! He just clung to you for the most time, refusing to release in fear you’d drift away again. He wanted to hate you, he really did, but only a small bit was allowed to sink through as the rest simply roared for you.
• You were makoto’s crutch for stability. Honestly, you weren’t too upset about this. If anything, it made you feel needed from the one you love most and that’s all you ever wanted. He finally realized… That all he ever needed was you, and whatever you did to him back then was only for him to get a clearer view of his future.
• And you finally got your wish, with teary eyes that could flood an entire desert and a heartbroken, desperate.
• “i love you, S-S/O!”
• Finally… Finally, he had said what you always wanted. You practically melted into his being as he muttered those words, you had never felt such a wash of pleasure come over you! He said what was needed, and you returned it in full! You two devoted time to each other, and you loved each other through thick and thin.
• Makoto’s independence had completely evaporated when you had tortured him daily back then, and his emotions were completely erratic. You controlled him, you kept him in check, and you loved every second of it.
• Finally… The man you loved, was yours.
• Forever ♡

Sorry if it was a bit rushed near the end! It was going on for too long, so I just needed to hurry it up! I’m going to make them smaller in the future, so please enjoy this…. whatever!

Imagine:

Makoto Naegi with a Yandere S/O.

(long post, by the way!)

(Slight, ever so slight n✿fw warning)

• When he first met you, Makoto couldn’t help but be attracted to your gentle, sweet nature that comforted him always. Whenever he felt sad, disappointing, or angry, you’d come to his need and whisper things. Things that put him at ease.
• Although he’d never feel that way about you, he saw you as his greatest ally. His best friend.
• But… that’s not what you wanted. At all. You loved him more then anyone else, you were willing to do just about anything to make him like you! You were so certain he’d fall for that charm, so when he didn’t… It was devastating. But… you’d continue to love him, continue to be there for him. You had convinced yourself that, in some way, he’d come to love you the way you loved him.
• Your devotion to him was almost as obsessive as Toko’s. But unlike her, you didn’t make it apparent as to not scare him off.
• Which is why he never caught on to your - now looking back at it, obvious - issues.
• You always managed to disguise your prying in a tone so sweet, syrup practically dripped from every word.
• “how was your day? Anything interesting happen?” “What’re you up to today? Wanna hang out! I’d really like too!” “Did you hang out with anyone new?”
• Makoto would always answer your questions honestly.
• “It was fine, I guess.. not much really happened but I did finally beat that level!”
• “Yeah sure! I’ll be right there”
• “uhh, not really… W-well uhm…there was this o-one person…”
• Huh-
• It didn’t take much time to know he was crushing on someone… It was apparent in the way he grew awkward and stiff in his speech. And how you could practically feel the blush irradiating off his words.
• And every word he said regarding them felt like a skewer through your body.
• You loved him so, SO much that it hurt…so why?
• Why was he making you suffer more?
• How much more of yourself do you have to strain, just for him to mumble a simple…
• “I love you”
• But, you wouldn’t allow this to penetrate your facade. Instead, you made it seem like you were happy for him
• “Wow, makoto. Sounds like you have a crush~” you’d tease him, hiding how bitter those made your mouth taste
• “H-hey! That’s not it!”
• “Yeah yeah, lover boy, whatever you say~ careful though, don’t want a flagpole shooting up if you hug them, eh~?” That definitely made him stutter, more then before especially. What a cutie..
• After this, makoto began seeing you a lot more then usual. Sure, I mean, you did hang about him a bunch, but recently it had been more frequent.
• He never suspected anything though, you just wanted to hang out is all. Besides, you were his best friend! Why would he suspect you?
• It didn’t take long for you to discover the person he was crushing on, due to his many mannerisms you had studied down to a T practically giving it away.
• That, and he just (reluctantly) told you.
• Now, to get rid of them. That poison in the lake..
• Don’t worry! You’d never kill someone, no no! Although…
• With the plan you’d put in motion, you’re sure that death may of been more merciful..
• A week or two passed, and Makoto noticed changes in the person he liked. They were more gloomy, reserved and even a bit fidgety now. Contrasting their once outgoing and laid-back nature.
• He began noticing how people looked at them too. Disgust, anger, spite, or pity were a common expression thrown their way. And soon, bullying was happening as well.
• Vicious rumors had been spreading like wildfire about them, quickly destroying their reputation and likeability and ultimately alienating them.
• What was gossip quickly turned into truth, and that was all you wanted. Everyone believed it, even Makoto did, and soon they came less and less to the public.
• Until eventually, they stopped coming entirely.
• This was all you wanted! Now, it was just you and him. No one else that could get in the way.
• The plan work worked more perfect then how you wanted it though. It seems your lies grew to the bounds of the internet and cyberbullying quickly began spreading through their daily life. Even when they left, they weren’t safe.
• It didn’t shock you much when their body was found in their residence. Gently swaying side to side as they hanged from the rope tied around their neck. Face deathly pale and nails stained with their blood.
• What a loser, even in death they couldn’t do it right. Hah!
• This didn’t effect you much, if at all. It actually felt very rewarding for you, knowing your actions pushed them over the edge.
• The same, however, could not be said for Makoto.
• He was extremely shaken up by the discovery, and a part of him felt like he could of helped them.
• He could of saved them. He saw what was happening, and he didn’t do anything. Why?
• Why didn’t he help them, when they needed it the most? Why was he such a coward?
• Taking note of this, you quickly sprung into action. Bashing away those hideous thoughts.
• “Makoto, don’t think like that! You couldn’t of prevented this… They..they did this to themselves.. they just couldn’t take it anymore… I’m sure they’re happier where they are now, and from what I’ve seen, they wouldn’t of wanted you to be sad!”.
• Although he still blamed himself. That brought him some comfort, especially from you.
• But… This wouldn’t be the last instance something like this would happen…. It was one of many, in fact.
• A disturbing number of people that use to buzz around the ultimate lucky student slowly began distancing themselves from him and the school, one by one each abandoning him and succumbing to the relentless bullying. Much to his grief.
• Yet every step of the way, you stood alongside him. Reassuring this was never his fault, and that he didn’t deserve to blame himself for it.
• Maybe that’s what gave you away. How you always stuck with him thick and thin. How you crept your way into practically every moment of his life now.
• Slowly, he began to realize the seeds of ignorance you’d sow in him. How you’d tell him they weren’t worth his time anymore, how they were idiots to abandon someone as sweet and as caring him.
• And how you’d never leave his side. That you’d be with him every step of the way.
• Makoto confronted you about his suspicion, although instead of replying with a harsh or demanding tone, the words came out with a softness.
• Even if you were the cause of why students had been dropping like flies…he still cared about you deeply. And even if he was angry, he could never bring himself to truly yell at you.
• Your expression at his accusation was obvious confusion “uh, what? Why would I be the one making them leave?” You’d say, your voice evidently laced with pain.
• Makoto quickly apologized for hurting your feelings, but continued on about his impending suspicion about you, and how he felt like something was just…off
• The last thing he wanted was to lose you. You were there for him, you cared for and about him when no one else would. You always took care of him, and he didn’t want this to the be the case but…
• No, you couldn’t allow this to happen. You worked too hard and came too far for him to just do this to you. You! Of all people, he was suspicious of you!
• The one who was always there for him!
• The one who wiped away those that always threatened to spill whenever someone he cared for disappeared!
• The one would risk both life and limb just to see him smile!
• Why?! Why did he always do this?? Why did he always make you suffer so much.
• Makoto saw a new side of you. An aspect of yourself that triggered an almost primal instinct of his to leave. Run away as fast as he could. And yet he couldn’t. His legs remained perfectly positioned, much to his inner agony. He feared what he saw.
• And what he saw, was anger.
• You were angry at him, angry at yourself, angry at the world. Oh, why couldn’t he just love you! Why?! Was it that hard to do?
• You didn’t care anymore, you decided that if he wasn’t going to make the first move, you would.
• Gripping firmly onto his stiff hands, you began to confess your feelings. You told him everything: how you had loved him since an early age, how just being near him was enough to get you started in the day and ready for anything. You told him how he made you feel like an entirely new person, and that your life, once boring and plain, had a burst of colour every time you were near him.
• You even started diving into secrets, your mind so wrapped up in finally being able to do this just letting them slip.
• You added how you’d sometimes take things from him while he wasn’t looking. At first it was regular things he’d never miss like an empty soda can or a video game disk that was broken. Then, as it continued, the context got more intense.
• Like how you sometimes snuck into his room whenever he wasn’t around (it was pretty easy to get in to considering his family really liked you, and that you’d lie and say you were grabbing something for him) and that you started taking more private things from him like his shirts, pants….undies. anything that remotely smelled of him placed you in a high you hadn’t felt before.
• You even touched yourself with the toothbrush you took from him while also inhaling his scent, pretending he was the one doing all of that to you. Even now, the thought made you quiver even now.
• Makoto was completely awestruck. He was frozen in place, overwhelmed and unable to process what you just told him. A part of him always knew you liked him more then a friend, and perhaps a tiny bit of him was feeling the same way due to recent events.
• But whatever chances of love that were there had completely vanished and turned into air. What resided now was terror. He was afraid of you, and what you would do to him.
• And he was wise to think that. While you felt relief to finally be able to say all you, your heart was still whirling in anger. Yet instead of shouting at him, you calmly–and eerily lovingly– said this.
• “you make me feel whole, you make everyday to me more lively and worth loving! I love you, Makoto Naegi. I love you so much… That it hurts… It hurts so much sometimes, but I persist, for you! I want to revolve my everything around you! Please, please accept my confession..please?”
• He hated how his face burned red for a split second, but quickly that sinking feeling returned to him, and appropriately, he shakily refused your confession. And with some trembling force, he pried his hands from yours.
• “i-i’m sorry s-s/o… But… I don’t love you like that… And I can’t just forgive what you did. Because of your actions, a good person lost their life! You even made all my friends disappear! I…i-i-i can’t LOVE someone like that- like you! You…” And that’s where everything blurred for you..
• What…what did he just say?… “Ican’t love you?”…. Huh… But…
• Makoto felt a dark aura disperse from your body as you became stiff and quiet, like a stone statue. Your eyes grew a shadow darker, amplifying to your intimidating appearance as your once bliss smile dropped into a devastated frown. The mixing energies of your being and your expression made him gulp from terror and guilt, and send a shiver running down his back.
• You don’t remember much of what happened afterwards, but you were aware enough to know your body began moving on its own and towards the boy who made your heart beat faster. Even now, you loved him… But now, you also despised him. For being so…selfish. after all the time and effort that was sacrificed for him, he still didn’t love you… Well, you could fix that. You tried the subtle approach, but perhaps a more “direct” method was needed to drill that thought inside his head. Maybe that’s what motivated your body to move on its own.
• You faded in and out to what was happening at that moment. You remember makoto attempting to run but being cut off when you grabbed him and brought him to the ground. You remember him shouting in an attempt to alert someone about his attack. And then, you grabbed something solid and hard, and bashed it into his head.
• He survived thankfully, but he was knocked out cold and bleeding profusely. On top of that, you were sure someone could of heard what was happening. At that point you were panicking, but were composed enough to come up with a half-assed solution. Although it seemed impossible, you had hope it would work…
• And work, it did.
• Makoto found himself in a weird building, one that wasn’t too familiar to him. He couldn’t remember what happened, his mind twisting in pain as he rubbed the bandaged area that had been struck by a rock. “A rock? I was attacked..?” And then that’s when everything flooded back to him. How you entered a blind rage and began to attack him, bringing him to the ground and easily overpowering the boy before knocking him unconscious.
• He tried moving to at least get a better understanding of where he was, but it’d prove futile due to his arms and legs bound to a chair. He tried shouting, but it was useless due to the gag in his mouth which.. he had justed noticed was there. Makoto did everything he could to try and get out of his confinements, pulling and pushing his limbs as much as he could yet only achieving a slight *rattle* from the bounds.
• His fear would only increase when the sweet honey suckle voice that once brought him comfort, but now only pure terror, bounced from the buildings walls. You smiled gently at makoto in a manner that seemed like it was almost mocking him. You greeted him like you did everyday previously; warmly and with a fun energy! You hoped he slept well, and you informed him he’d been out for quite a bit, and that you fixed that little bump on his head! Though, he didn’t need to thank you. Not like he could!
• You then told him you had brought him to a special place where no one but the birds and bugs outside would disturb them! You also told him not to worry about his school life or family, you had already taken care of it! You said to your hostage that he’d been staying here for a bit until you had made him love you.
• Makoto didn’t know what to do, and he was scared beyond anything he’d ever felt. What happened to you? What happened to the S/O he use to know? Was it all just a facade?… Oh god, what were you gonna do to him?
• Noticeable sweat drops and a purple hue took over his expression, pure fear etched into those darling features of his which you came to adore. You told makoto that, if he behaved and began to love you, that nothing bad would ever happen to him. you wouldn’t touch a single hair on his ahoge, so long as he said these simple words.
• I love you.
• And yet, even then, makoto couldn’t abide to your rule. Upon taking off his gag, makoto tried to reason and plead with you to let him go, that even if he was captured he’d never tell anyone about it; and that even if you were an insane person, you were still his friend! And that you could get better! And-
• *SMACK* You slapped him across the face and shoved the gag back into his mouth. You had enough with this “friend” nonsense, and you weren’t insane! What was he even on about? Was he trying to make you hurt again?… Well, it wasn’t gonna work. Now, it was his turn to suffer. To hurt him like he hurt you until he learned to love you as much as you loved him.
• You disappeared for a moment, and in that time frame makoto soaked in what had just happened. You smacked him?! You really smacked him! And it wasn’t like it was painless either, the red print on his cheek said otherwise. Tears threatened to topple over at that moment, the fear, pain, anger; betrayal, guilt, regret all getting the better of him. His thoughts were brought back to earth when you returned to him brandishing a fresh set of sterile, sharp tools that glistened in the rays of sun that managed to seep through the building.
• You expressed an awed grin as you brandished a sharp tool towards his neck, pressing it against him until a small line of blood began to ooze down. Makoto’s eyes were filled with immense terror, and the colour that remained had completely drained from his face. He was shaking intensely and you swear heard him take a hard swallow. God he was adorable, even now. You didn’t want to hurt, you truthfully didn’t… But playing nice wasn’t going to get you anywhere, so hurting him was a necessity. He would scream, yell, cry, beg, but it wouldn’t deter you from your mission of love. Even if he feared you in the end, even if he hated you by the end, if it meant you’d get to keep him now and forever… It’d be worth it.
• Makoto’s spirit and willpower were completely destroyed by you. He couldn’t remember anything really, blurring in and out of consciousness as his body was assaulted nearly daily now. He couldn’t think of anything but the pain that irked his body and his mentality. It hurt everywhere, it even hurt breathing now. Why were you doing this to him? He just wants to go home, he just wants to see his family again… He just wants the pain to stop. Please… Make it stop.
• What remained of the past makoto had been largely snuffed out, replaced with a shivering scared young boy instead. A nice, obedient boy, one who’d obey you without a fault. It honestly worked much better then you thought, and you were amazed at how quickly the personality of someone can change. You were sure he wouldn’t try anything, now that his energy and motivation were depleted, so you released him from his bounds and carefully took him out of the chair. Makoto wanted to fight back, thrash and run for the doors, but he just… couldn’t. His body and his mind were too out of it for him to do anything.
• All he could do was writhe in pain. Emotional, physical, mental, it all hurt to the point his tears began running down his face again. You gently wiped away those tears, caressing his hair and telling him how much of a good boy he was to endure all that. You spoke to him in that sickly sweet tone he came to fear, as it always meant something awful was about to happen to him… But, he didn’t try resisting anymore. It was pointless.. but he craved that kindness you once had. He hated himself for still wanting to see the good in you, he hated how much he still cared about you… And he was scared that a piece of him did eventually come to love you a tiny bit. He wanted to suppress these feelings, all of them and just let the anger remain… But he was so, so touch starved for any kind of kindness or humanity that his body couldn’t help but weakly curl up to your warmth, as much as he hated.
• Your heart pounded as he did this. He was starting to love you! You were the happiest person on earth! All that work and effort had finally paid off, makoto, your love, FINALLY returned your affection! You could just throw him in the air and hug him until his ribcage broke, but couldn’t do that right now because there was a high chance his ribcage would actually break in his current state.
• You were quick to nurse him back to a stable condition, how you did this completely mesmerized him. When did you even learn this? How long were you planning to kidnap me? So many thoughts, so little answers. For the first few days of his slow recovery, makoto tried thinking of a plan to get out and return to his family, then when that was done he’d have you put away somewhere. Far, far away from him where’d you rot.
• But every time he tried thinking of a way of to get away from you, his heart would coil with guilt almost instantly and his train of thought would be derailed. Why was he feeling this way for you? You kidnapped him! You hurt him! Why should he start loving you?…
• Why was he starting to love you?
• ….and then, time passed. Makoto was fully healed physically, although he still was not nearly as stable mentally or emotionally, but that was fine. He was quiet now, and you missed his voice sure but, he’d come back around eventually! So you spent a few days alone with him, bringing back some stuff for you two to do and munch in an attempt to bring out some remnants of his past self a bit. it didn’t help much as makoto only did things whenever you told him too, but eventually he started doing stuff again. He ate whenever he needed, and cleaned himself when it started getting bad, and as a reward you’d smother him with kisses, hugs, and buy him one of his favourite things for every little achievement he unlocked! Makoto couldn’t explain what he was feeling for you, or maybe he just didn’t want to accept it. He was still scared, still so angry with you or your selfishness… But he craved you. He craved your affection, your love.
• And then more time passed.. makoto was allowed to go back to his family once he had been fully trained. But he couldn’t stay away from you very long, spending a night by himself felt so… Odd for him.. after all the time you two spent together, without your presence near him he felt absolutely alone.
• This emotional dependence on you caused him to fumble even basic day to day tasks. He was so use to the lack of people that the sudden amount of eyes on him made his anxieties spike. It felt like someone was wrapping their hands around his neck, squeezing the air right out of his lungs. He needed you so, so much right now. He needed you to tell him how good he was, he needed your love.
• When he finally does get to see you again, he’s practically in tears and sobbing profusely. He missed you so much! Where did you go? Why weren’t you responding to him? You were his world, and you completely left him! He just clung to you for the most time, refusing to release in fear you’d drift away again. He wanted to hate you, he really did, but only a small bit was allowed to sink through as the rest simply roared for you.
• You were makoto’s crutch for stability. Honestly, you weren’t too upset about this. If anything, it made you feel needed from the one you love most and that’s all you ever wanted. He finally realized… That all he ever needed was you, and whatever you did to him back then was only for him to get a clearer view of his future.
• And you finally got your wish, with teary eyes that could flood an entire desert and a heartbroken, desperate.
• “i love you, S-S/O!”
• Finally… Finally, he had said what you always wanted. You practically melted into his being as he muttered those words, you had never felt such a wash of pleasure come over you! He said what was needed, and you returned it in full! You two devoted time to each other, and you loved each other through thick and thin.
• Makoto’s independence had completely evaporated when you had tortured him daily back then, and his emotions were completely erratic. You controlled him, you kept him in check, and you loved every second of it.
• Finally… The man you loved, was yours.
• Forever ♡

Sorry if it was a bit rushed near the end! It was going on for too long, so I just needed to hurry it up! I’m going to make them smaller in the future, so please enjoy this…. whatever!

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