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Context: There's a strange building that runs a strange program - said program is, largely, an effort to rehome and rehabilitate yanderes. Any who undertake the challenge are given monetary rewards, and that certainly makes it appealing. But you signed up for a different reason and, after rigorous training, the day came that you adopted your own yandere. The most extreme case at the center was your choice ala a seemingly nervous, wounded man named Desmond or "Dez". You've brought him home and it's time to see how he adjusts. It's been surprisingly good for a long while now, and you feel comfortable in the relationship. Dez does as well, it seems, and now you're engaged and enjoying your first Christmas together. Or, were, until Desmond's father ruined things for your poor, sweet boy. You decided to take a walk to clear your head.

Setting: Home/An unknown corporate location.

Tags: [MM4A][Strangers to Lovers][Yandere Fiance Speaker][Two Speakers][Self-Aware Yandere][BFE][Desperate][Obsession][Possessive][Reconciliation?][Reverse Yandere][Angst][Heartache][Wholesome][Standing Up][Wholesome][Healthy Relationship?][CW: Abusive Father/Angst/Implied Violence]

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[D] = Dez

[DF] = Dez's father

[Scene opens at home, in the bedroom]

[SFX: A phone ringing]

[D, groggily] “H-Hello? W-Who is this?”

[Pause]

[D] “...D-Dad…?”

[DF] “H-Hey, kiddo, um… I-Is it OK if we talk? Son?”

[Dez sits up, glancing nervously at the empty space beside him]

[D] “I-I… O-OK, no, you know w-what, i-if you want to talk to me t-than you’re going to respect my g-ground rules, got it?!... Sorry for shouting…”

[DF, with a nervous laugh] “O-Of course, Desmond! Anything you want.”

[D] “R-Really? Uh… O-OK, phew, breathe Dez… R-Remember what Sweetie said: I am strong, I am loved, a-and my life is my own. Y-You… y-you will not yell at me, you will not talk over me, you will not curse at me, you will NOT insult my darling… do you understand?”

[DF] “Hm… There was that dark yandere edge. It’s strange how it contrasts against this you, Desmond… The real you, I take it?”

[D] “...y-yeah. T-This is me. I-I’m… I’m a nerd, D-Dad. I-I’m not… I’m not the cold a-assassin you wanted, I’m just… This. I cry a lot. I spoil feral cats. I game, even though I’m not good at it, a-and I’m even making friends with others on programming forums…”

[Dez takes a deep breath before it all pours out of him:]

[D] “D-Dad, you… y-you ruined my life, you know? O-Or, I thought you had… Sweetie h-has helped me see that I’m more in c-control than I thought… a-and I’m s-sick of being used… I k-know you do something to me t-that makes me act out, I-I know because I’m finally seeing the real me. Y-You’ve been using me!”

[DF, hesitant] “Desmond… it was the only way t-to keep you under control. You were hurting people, hurting other children…”

[D] “B-Because I wanted y-you and Mom to love me! Y-You were yandere for her, she was yandere for you, a-and I was yandere because I just wanted you both to acknowledge t-that I existed! It was all I w-wanted, and you k-kept sending me in to g-get broken, over and over! D-Do you have any idea how badly that hurts?!”

[DF, still hesitant] “I… do, yes… I was basically raised the same…”

[He lets out a deep sigh, thoughtful]

[DF] “You’re right… I’ve been awful. I wanted to raise you so you could protect yourself against the people that want to use people like us to do harm… I’d understand if you never wanted to speak to me again, Desmond, I really would.”

[D, hesitant] “Dad, m-maybe… I-I’ve been seeing a therapist a-and it’s been immensely h-helpful. Maybe… maybe we could do some sessions together…?”

[Pause]

[D] “...D-Dad?”

[DF] “I… Would really like that, son. Email me the info for your therapist and I’ll make an appointment, O-OK?”

[D, breathless] “R-Really? Y-You’d do that for me?”

[DF] “If I want to start making up for my awfulness, I need to start somewhere, right?”

[D, tearing up] “T-Thank you… I-It’s late and I’m really tired, though. C-Can we finish this tomorrow?”

[DF] “Y-Yeah, of course! You get some rest, son. I, uh, love you.”

[D, really struggling not to cry now] “L-Love you, too, Dad, oh god, c’mon Dez… G-Goodnight.”

[SFX: The call ending]

[Desmond’s father shakily ends the call, the panicked smile frozen on his lips]

[SFX: Crackling flame and general post-destruction noises]

[You stand behind Desmond’s father at his expensive mahogany desk, gun pressed gently to the back of his head]

[DF] “G-God above, I-I did it! I did what you asked! P-Please… p-put the gun away…”

[Pause]

[DF, gasping in pain] “Agh! W-What?! O-OK! ‘Nobody hurts baby boy’?! OK, OK, OK, god-! L-Look at what you’ve done!!!”

[You glance about at the burning wreckage around you and smile pleasantly]

[DF] “... I-I knew you looked familiar… I-It’s you. T-The Destroyer. I spent fucking YEARS trying to track you down, how you slipped through the system is beyond me! Your kill count was over one thousand people!”

[Pause]

[His fury withers as your eyes reflect off the computer monitor]

[DF] “...I-I’m sorry. Y-You’re right, it’s because they knew better than to bother you… What do you want with Desmond, hm?! Is this some sick revenge plot?”

[Pause]

[Bewilderment spreads across his face]

[DF] “You… love him. T-That’s it, that’s why you massacred my entire fucking business?!”

[Pause]

[DF] “Oh… R-Right, I guess the whole “training you to be an assassin by putting your love in danger and then shooting him in the head when you disobeyed” thing would probably do it… No wonder that officer I called in called me a-and quit…”

[Pause]

[DF] “Yeah, I… I’ll make that therapy appointment with Dez. J-Just… please don’t take my bits. I really n-need those.”

[Pause]

[Again, he looks at you in bemusement]

[DF] “Uhhh…you have a good night too…?”

[You smile, pat him on the head and take your leave, heading home for the day. You feel like you really made some progress today, and look forward to seeing your baby boy]

[To be continued…?]