The New Nurse - Yandere! Slashers X Nurse! Reader

Norman Bates

Y/n POV

I walked down the empty and narrow hallway, Bills sweet smile easing my nerves.

"The first cell is Norman Bates, he's here due to his multiple personality disorder. After he had murdered his mom and step dad he now uses as we call his 'Mom' persona. He ran Bates Motel for some time, killing a total of eleven people. His usual personality seems shy and nice but his mom persona could throw a tantrum and kill with no warning." Bill explains as we approach his door.

"If you don't want to enter you can just speak through his window or door." Bill continued as we now stood in front of his cell.

Courage and sympathy built up inside me as I peeked into the window of his cell. He seemed to be sitting at his desk, writing or drawing something. He must be so lonely and sad being in there by himself.

"I think I'll go inside." I say with confidence as I walk up to his door.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Bill looking at me with concern in his beautiful blue eyes.

"Are you sure about this?" He asks, his eyes looking deeply into mine.

"I'm a hundred and one percent sure." I say with a smile, trying to stay positive.

He sighs, taking a set of keys out of his pocket and looking through them.

He finds a certain key and puts it into the handle, twisting it to make the door open.

Bill grunted as he pushed the big metal door open, holding it open for me. Each of his actions filled with no words, just worried silence.

I enter, standing at a distance from Norman as he continued to work at his desk, not even flinching or giving a glance at my entrance.

Bill enters and stands in front of me in what seemed like a protective way.

"Ahem! Norman I'd like you to meet your new nurse." Bill says, trying to get a peek at what was keeping Norman so busy.

Norman turns around in his seat, the legs of it scraping against the floor.

"H-Hi my n-names N-Norman." He says nervously, a blush immediately forming on his face at the sight of me.

"Hi there Norman" I say with a sweet smile "My names Y/n, I'll be your nurse."

"You won't l-leave, r-right?" He asks, a sad look now in his eyes.

"I would never, you're my patient and I'll stay as long as I can." I say, making his face light up in happiness.

"W-Would you l-like to see what I've d-drawn?" He asks, looking at me with an excited smile.

"Of course!" I say happily as I begin to approach him.

Bill takes a grip on my arm, keeping me from getting close enough to look at what he'd drawn.

"Don't get close to him." Bill whispers to me-

"D-Don't make her s-scared of m-me!" Norman whimpers, a tear beginning to fall from his cheek.

"Oh Norman-" I say as I push by Bill, going to Norman and kneeling by his side.

"I couldn't be scared of you. You seem so kind and nice, there's no way." I say sweetly to him, making a light smile appear on his face.

"T-Thank you Y-Y/n." Norman says sincerely as his quivering hand holds mine.

I could tell he was holding back tears behind his smile. He must really care of how I thought of him.

Bill flinches at the sight of Norman's hand in mine.

He rushes over, his hand reaching over to mine to pull me away from him.

As he gets closer he suddenly stops as Norman begins to speak.

"P-Please don't take Y-Y/n a-away. A-At least let me show her the p-picture I drew." Norman says, his voice breaking as tears begin to come from his eyes.

Bill sighs again, moving his hand back to his side.

"Fine, show her and then I think we'll go to the next cell." Bill says, a jealous pout on his face.

Norman smiles, this time a real smile even as tears still were on his face.

He looks at me then to his desk, lifting up a paper. It was an amazing, detailed flower, a rose to be exact.

"Wow Norman! This looks so beautiful! You're such a talented artist!" I exclaim happily as I look at his art work.

His face flushes as he looks down, embarrassment in his pretty turquoise eyes.

"T-Thank you Y-Y/n." He said, his cheeks getting redder by the second-

"Okay, lets go." Bill said as he rushed to the door, reaching for the handle as he looked at me.

As I stood up Norman pulled me back down, making me kneel again.

"Be-Before you go-" He said as he held his drawing in front of me.

"I'd l-love if you k-kept this. Y-You thought it was b-beautiful, r-right?" He asks, his hand shaking as he held it.

"Yeah, it is very beautiful-"

"If y-you say so t-then it m-must be. I t-think it's b-beautiful, just like y-you." He said as he blushed a deep red, a sweet smile on his face.

I blushed at his compliment, taking the drawing from his hand and gently holding it.

"Thank you Norman, you're extremely sweet." I say as I stand up, his hand still holding mine.

Before I could walk away his hand tightly gripped on mine-

"Y-You're going to c-come b-back, r-right?" He asked nervously, a worried expression on his face.

"I'd love nothing more." I say sweetly, making him smile and release my hand.

As me and Bill walked out, Norman watched us. I gave him a small wave as he did the same, just before Bill shuts and locks the door.

"Glad that's over." Bill murmurs with a sigh.

"I thought it was nice." I said with a smile and shrug, thinking my job seemed to be easier than I expected.

"You'll change your mind when you meet the next one." Bill says nervously as he looks down the hall.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"Lecter, Hannibal Lecter." He says with a gulp.