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Aishite Aishite Aishite- Soft yandere Vil: Part 2

Here's the second part of my Aishite Aishite Aishite story (I would recommend reading it first if you haven't already). I had some details I wanted to wrap up but they didn't fit in the story very well. I formatted them as headcanons for simplicity. Enjoy~

TW: Yandere themes, aftermath of attack and kidnapping, drugging (poison, love potion, and sleep potion), restraints, and possible injury

Vil feels their hands go slack against his own as they stop trying to pry off his grip. He feels them go limp beneath him and frantically checks their pulse to make sure he didn’t go too far (maybe puts his ear to their chest to listen for a heartbeat). He lets out a sigh of relief when he finds their pulse is still relatively steady.

He sees the red marks he’s left on their neck and feels guilt pool up in his gut. He’s marred their perfect form. He’s the cause of their pain. This is his fault.

Desperate to make up for the harshness he had shown them, he clutches them close for a momentary embrace before carefully picking them up in a bridal carry. He brings them to his room and gets them situated before returning to deal with the girl. He has a disturbingly giddy look on his face when poisoning her (and uses magic to clean everything up)

It’s a slow awakening for [Name]. They find themself in a soft, luxurious bed. The purple and white blankets pool around them and the pillows feel as soft as a cloud. This does little to comfort the aching pain in their neck. There was a strange pressure around it that they could only describe as feeling like soft fabric and a cold sensation. They move to reach for it but find that they can’t. Their wrists had been wrapped in silk and tied to the bed posts. The same was true for their ankles too, only those were simply tied together and not tied down to anything. They start squirming, trying to loosen their bonds and get out of this room. They remembered what had happened. They couldn’t stay here.

Still groggy from everything that had happened, they had completely overlooked the presence in the room. Sitting at the desk next to the bed was Vil, fretting over the contents of a first aid kit and random vials of potions. Hearing the rustling from his bed, Vil perks up and turns to them eagerly

He’s quick to explain the situation at hand: he had bandaged their wounds (since they had gotten a few scrapes and bruises from leaping over the desks) and used silk to secure an ice pack on their neck. He tries to offer potions for healing and pain relief but [Name]— being understandably mistrusting— refuses them. He explains that he had to tie them down to keep them from leaving but that he made sure to use the finest of silk for bindings to ensure that he didn't hurt them or mar their beautiful skin any further!

He’s desperately apologizing to them, promising that he never wanted to hurt them but that he had to or else they’d leave him. He promises to give them anything, do anything for them; just please, let him love them. Let him feel needed. Please don’t leave him.

It was nearly spring break when he first took them. He decided to plan around this: He would finish out the last few weeks of school, take [Name] home with him when the break starts, and then sometime into the break (long enough after [Name’s] disappearance that he wouldn’t be considered too suspicious) he would drop out of NRC, claiming that the college was just too time consuming and got in the way of his career. He does plan on continuing his education with private tutors (both to avoid suspicion and because he genuinely cares about bettering himself)

He would fervently apologize to [Name] because his plan involved him keeping them tied up in his room for a few weeks. They deserved far more than his meager room could provide. He wanted to give his precious bird the most exquisite gilded cage, but for now he’d have to settle with silken restraints keeping them bound– unable to escape him

He’d try to keep his actions a secret but his close friends will still suspect something. Rook always seems to be watching (and perhaps already knew about his actions) while Epel just sensed that something was off through his Senior’s actions.

Vil didn’t want to hurt his friends. Despite always acting so cold, he still cared about them. So he made some alterations to his plan; He knew that he would have to be away from his love for various stretches of time due to his career. But what if he could leave a trusted person, or better yet two people, with them to attend to their every need in his absence? After some consideration, he came to the conclusion that this would be the best course of action: preserving his bonds with his friends while securing their loyalty to him and his beloved.

He set to work brewing a potion. He needed to ensure that they’d go along with his plan. And what better way then brewing up a potion that would convince them to see things his way. He brews his own love potion, this one in particular being set to induce feelings of platonic love (he couldn’t have them trying to steal his role as [Name’s] lover after all). He would force them to consume more than enough of the potion to ensure that they were just as obsessed with them as he was. He would indoctrinate them with his ideals, teaching them to be protective and doting to his love. And just for an added safety net, he would give them a bit of the potion with its effects directed towards him, to ensure that their loyalty to him was unwavering (to make sure they didn't double cross him and take his beloved away)

He would prefer to sneak the potion to them but would settle with forcing it down their throats if he must. He’ll do what he must to keep his friends and his love with him

As he feeds them the potion (in whatever way he must), he mutters to himself: “None of you can stop it now” with a twisted smile on his face

[Name] tried to persuade either boy to help them escape but was forced to watch as the effects of the love potion claimed them both, just like it did Vil. They watch the obsession swirl in their now pink-flecked eyes as the two start fawning over them. All they can feel is the overwhelming dread at the fact that their opportunity to escape had just slipped through their fingers (probably for good)

Rook will be a worshiping yandere, hands down. He would be head over heels for them and just as delusional as Vil (probably more to be honest). He conforms with Vil’s delusions, feeding into and adding to them. He will be speaking French a whole lot, especially with his poems, songs, and declarations of love. He’ll be eccentric and eager with his affections. Lots of words of affirmation and physical affection. He’s very protective and will keep everyone other than Vil and Epel away from his dearest ami/amie*

Epel will be a more down-to-earth but overall doting yandere. He won’t be as delusional as the other two but he has his moments. He will absolutely use his boyish charms to garner more attention from his dear friend and will use them for manipulation if he has to. He’ll mainly use gift giving and quality time but he definitely has a soft spot for physical affection

After this part of his plan is complete, Vil often has either Epel, Rook, or both looking after [Name] while he’s busy. This will happen when they’re all still at school (taking turns between their classes) and he’ll bring them all to his home over the break. He wants them both to leave NRC with him and makes sure that things are set up for them (rooms in his home are prepared to match their preferences, personal tutors and/or trainers if they’re interested, and more)

Even with himself and the other two watching over them, he’d still be cautious when bringing [Name] home. He would make them take a sleeping potion. He doesn’t want to be as rough with them as when he first took them so he’d hide it

Vil untied one of their hands so that they could feed themself (after a great deal of complaints and resistance over him feeding them) and propped them up with pillows so they could somewhat sit upright. They had finished the exquisite food that he had served them (as much as they wanted to hate it– to hate the fact that he knew their favorite foods and was dotting on them like a lover would a sick, bedridden spouse– they had to admit they had taken a liking to this kind of cooking). Vil had left with the dirty dishes, leaving the boys to watch over them. Epel was sprawled across the sheets, trying to cuddle against them through the blankets. Rook had taken a seat on their other side and was gently taking a napkin to their lips to wipe up any remnants of the meal. Even if they tried to use their one free arm to fight back or untie the other restraints, they knew that Epel would just latch onto it like he was hugging a plushy. And they'd have to deal with Rook's mock exasperation and chiding too

Vil returned to the room holding a steaming mug of their favorite warm beverage. He tells them to take a sip and that he prepared it just for them, beaming with a proud closed-eye smile. There’s no choice really, he would just end up pouting and having a meltdown if they tried to refuse it (becoming a blubbering mess of tears and apologies and begs whenever they tried to resist in any way)

They take a sip of the beverage. Several flavors dance on their tongue (i.e. tea might have honey, hot chocolate might have cinnamon, it’s up to your preferences) along with a floral taste that carries hints of mint and rosemary. Did he put lavender in this?

It doesn’t take more than a few sips before [Name] feels grogginess start to overtake their senses. They can feel their thoughts slowing, dripping slow and thick like honey. They try to say something but it’s incoherent, their words coming out all slurred and quiet. They felt the mug being pulled from their loosening grasp before it could spill its contents onto the bed sheets. They were teetering on the brink of unconsciousness, their eyelids fluttering to remain open. Rook was softly caressing their hair, guiding their head down to the pillow. Epel had reached for their unbound hand and pressed it against his cheek as he gazed at them adoringly. Vil seemed to beam with pride over the situation as he gently cradled the mug in his hands. The last thing they saw before passing out was the soft smiles on all the boys’ faces. The last thing they heard were the soft coos, coaxing them to drift into slumber.

By the time they wake up, they’ll be in a new room with the three boys staring at them with big, proud smiles

Look up “extravagant fantasy bedroom” for inspiration over the room. Pick your favorite and let your imagination do the rest

No expense will be spared in ensuring the room is luxurious and comfortable. There’s a walk-in closet that’s larger than their dorm room back at NRC, an elegant bathroom that looked like it was plucked right out of a spa, and the room itself was huge. It felt like they were in a small apartment instead of a single bedroom. It’s stockpiled with various supplies (including self-care products, countless forms of entertainment, a flat screen TV that was wider than they were tall, materials for their hobbies, and so much more) so that they could have everything they need in the comfort of their gilded cage. Everything was shining and sparkling, both from being freshly cleaned and since a lot of it was made from precious metals and jewels.

Vil wanted to make sure this room was only the best for them. He doesn’t plan on letting them leave the walls of this room for the time being. Perhaps in the future he can trust them to wander the halls of his home, but for now he can’t risk them being tempted with the idea of escape.

Vil will continue his gift giving (he’s especially excited that they have no choice but to keep his gifts now) and both Rook and Epel will join in. It becomes a contest to see who can give them the best gifts (aka the gifts that make them the happiest). Vil will continue with his expensive gifts– like before– but he puts more emphasis on items used for entertainment (so they won’t get bored during their confinement), clothes (since he finally has the chance to dress them in a way that compliments their beauty) and self care products (he needs to make sure they stay radiant and healthy). Epel prefers giving homemade gifts over expensive ones (since he can only afford so much). He gives them wood carvings, home cooked food (lots of apples and apple-based recipes), flowers he’s collected, and other such things. Rook will want to give them the trophies of his hard work (usually things he’s gotten from his hunts so expect a lot of furs and such) but will also give them surprisingly insightful and thoughtful gifts (that leave them wondering just how long he’s been watching them and how well he knows them).

Whenever Vil has to leave for his job, he’ll leave the boys with a long list of things they have to do in order to keep [Name] healthy. No matter how well the boys do with following the rules he sets, he’s always worried that they’ll miss one little detail and something terrible will happen. He’ll call multiple times everyday just to ease his worries (and he’ll force Epel or Rook to put his love on the phone so he can hear their lovely voice). As soon as he gets back, he’ll rush straight to their room. He’ll latch onto them in an embrace and refuse to let go for a few hours, ranting about how torturous it was being away from them. The love potion makes him an addict for both their attention and presence. The longer he goes without them, the more pain he ends up being in– both physically and mentally. So when he gets back he glues himself to their side– desperate for any crumb of attention they’re willing to spare him.

[Name] gets certain privileges when it’s just them, Epel, and Rook. The boys want to pamper them in ways that Vil won’t allow so they take advantage of his absence. This is the only time [Name] can get fast food, takeout, or processed foods in general since Vil is always insisting on having his personal chefs whip up something healthier. Epel will absolutely smuggle them in the food that they want while Rook pretends to not notice (he has a deal with Epel that he won’t rat him out in exchange for things like extra time with [Name] or closer spots to [Name] on the couch). This is also the only time when they’re allowed to stay up late. Vil is determined to get them on a sound sleep schedule (always going on about the importance of circadian rhythms and beauty sleep), so he makes them go to sleep earlier than they usually would (he will give them small portions of sleeping potions in their dessert to make them go to sleep at a time he approves of). Sometimes Epel tries to help them break the bed time routine but that just ends up with him getting a dosage of sleeping potion too (which just leads to Vil and Rook gushing over how cute the two of them look passed out and cuddled up to one another with a long forgotten movie playing on the tv). Once Vil is gone, Epel loves getting to stay up late with [Name] watching movies, playing video games, eating snacks, and more. So long as they both include Rook in the fun, he’s fine keeping this a secret to Vil

The boys are also way more lenient than Vil is. They don’t enforce the same strict rules as Vil does, only requiring certain bare minimum maintenance (fast food is acceptable as long as they eat some vegetables as well, they don’t have to follow the long list of self care activities but they do have to at least moisturize, they can stay up late but have to go to sleep on time when Vil's coming back, etc.)

The boys might even take them out on little trips. Nothing too big or too far from the house. They’ll just take them to get some fresh air in the forest surrounding Vil’s lavish manor. Rook will stay on guard the whole time, scouting ahead to ensure no one is around with his bow at the ready. Epel is staying close to them, both to protect them and ensure that they don’t run away (not that they can with the shackle around their ankle keeping them chained to Epel, who has a cuff around his own ankle).

Escaping their room would be nearly impossible. Vil has installed numerous locks on the door, affixed ornate metal bars over the windows, and utilized magic in the security system in order to keep them in. And these are just the things that [Name] had found so far. There was bound to be more throughout the house. And there were also the boys that they had to worry about. As much as Vil didn’t want to break their trust by forcing them to take potions against their will, he would if he had to. He wouldn’t drug them with a love potion (since he wants to truly earn their love, not just drug them for it) but he would absolutely brew up some more sleeping potions if he must. He would also consider giving them potions that mimic the symptoms of an illness or cause extreme fatigue, since this would prevent escape, give him the excuse to take care of them, and force them to be more reliant on him (and would hopefully instill more trust and appreciation among them). Epel, despite looking tiny, is fairly strong and will latch onto them to prevent them escaping. Even if he can't drag them back to their room, he'll just hold onto them until the others arrive. He is also completely willing to use his unique magic on them. He’ll wrestle them into one of the glass coffins he summons if he has to. He’ll do what he must to get them to fall into that deep slumber that the coffins induce, should it simply cease their flight from him. Finally, there’s Rook. There’s literally no way to escape from him (given his hunter instincts and unique magic). He won’t want to shoot at his dear ami/amie* if he doesn’t have to. He’d prefer to give warning shots or simply stall their escape enough to let him catch them easily and without risk of them hurting themself. He’ll only shoot them if he absolutely has to. He’ll aim for a leg to stop them running and lower the likelihood of them sustaining an extremely severe or permanent injury. He’ll gingerly carry them back to the Schoenheit estate, being careful to not worsen their injury, and will have Vil and Epel tend to their wound. He’ll be especially soft in the following days in hopes of earning back some of the trust he’s lost.

All in all, there’s no way to escape these three. The potions have driven them into deep and unshakeable obsessions and they’d gladly burn the world to the ground so long as it would let them keep the one that they’ve come to love close

*Ami/amie: friend (masculine and feminine, respectively)

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