#forgive me i have fallen in love with trey and now he consumes my thoughts

[merakiui]

thinking so many thoughts about single father trey. orz

single father trey who is doing his best to run a bakery while also taking care of his kids. single father trey who, despite always being tired and exhausted 24/7, greets you with a refreshing smile when you come in every sunday morning for a pastry. single father trey who becomes awkwardly flustered when his kids are helping out at the register and they try to give you the “best papa in the world” sales pitch (i.e. selling trey to you in hopes that the two of you will fall in love and get married, and then his kids can see their papa truly happy again). single father trey who starts to admire you in secret.

or alternatively: single father trey obsessing over you, the cute helper who works at his bakery. his children will never be able to tell that their father’s new interest in you is unhealthy; they think it’s true love ripped right from the sweetest fairy tale and they’re so eager to witness it unfold. they even unintentionally enable trey’s bad behaviors when they draw family portraits and include you on the page or when they take walks through your neighborhood with trey and point out all of the pretty houses and how they want to live in one with you. 

single father trey who keeps you locked away in the quaint apartment above the bakery, soothing you when you panic and squirm, always preparing the most delicious meals and sweets for you in hopes that you’ll eventually come to reciprocate (he’ll add a love potion in if he absolutely must). single father trey who, when you tearfully beg him to let you go and ask why he’s doing this to you, calmly tells you that this is for his family’s sake. he loves you and so do his children, and hopefully one day you’ll feel the same. 

single father trey who condemns you to a never-ending game of house in his pursuit of a very crooked, one-sided love. it doesn’t help that he treats you like one might treat a child: so incredibly, irritatingly patient, talking slowly and smoothly, using simple words and phrases that any child could understand (“i know you’re upset, but let’s remember to use our indoor voice.” or “let it all out. it’s okay to cry, sweetheart. i’m here for you.” or “i know this isn’t fair, but if you can calm down i’ll make you your favorite.”) he always has a plate of cookies and a glass of milk waiting when you wake from your naps, your eyelashes tacky with still-drying tears. 

you feel so infantilized in his presence, especially when he has you lie down for nap time when you say the meanest things to him, or when he wipes your tears away, presses his forehead to yours, and validates your feelings in the softest whispers.

trey is not cruel, nor is he violent. he is sweet and patient, and that is arguably far more frustrating than a foul temper. 

#meraki mumbles #yandere twst #forgive me i have fallen in love with trey and now he consumes my thoughts