Amour x reader, where reader is fine with him being a yandere. These are rare... Usually the reader is terrified.
Thanks for the request doll!
Also.. I found a writing prompt that helped me with this.
Many skeletons stared at you in shock, each of them mumbling to each other, Cupid held a hand over his mouth in shock.
There you laid on the couch, Amour, your boyfriend petting your hair, his eyes shut in relaxation.
"Why hasn't he stabbed anyone yet?" Coby whisper yelled, holding the sides of his face in worry.
"Would you shut up! Enough with the panicking! Yeesh.. Maybe this is what he needed.." Lockheart spat, his arms crossed over his chest.
Hallow shook his head. "I don't know.. It seems.. Too good to be true, don't you think?"
Coby nodded. "Hell yeah it is! Honestly, why the f**k would she wanna date him!? Him! She must be out of her damn mind---"
A knife was thrown at his head, the blades dull side scanning aside his cheek as it soared passed him, jamming into the wall.
Coby let out a squeak of fright, feeling his blood run cold as he fainted.
The others look from him, to an annoyed skeleton, who's hands were on his hips, another blade in his left hand. "Do we have a problem?"
They all held their hands up in surrender while shaking their heads. "No sir!"
Amour smiled, tapping his knife against his chin. "Good.. Now I would appreciate if you would kindly shut the f**k up, and stop whispering about me. Thank you."
Each of them nodded and ran out of the room, leaving you and your boyfriend.
"Hey Amour, would you mind if we took a walk in the park today? It feels like we've been in the house for too long.. I'm getting cabin fever.." You whine leaning over the back of the couch to face him.
He opened his coat and hid both of his blades, then faced you. "Of course I don't mind, I don't wish for my lover to feel uncomfortable. We shall do anything you want, my sweet."
You smile. "Great! I'll get my jacket!"
He watches you leave, his soul warming at your smile, it sending a shiver down his spine as he let out a sigh of bliss.
He rubbed his neck, then waited for you at the door, his arms behind his back as usual.
~~~~~~~~~
You had returned with your warm jacket, it snugly around your shoulders. "Ready?"
Amour nods. "Of course."
You smile and take his hand, leading him out of the mansion and down the sidewalk.
You held hands with him as you walked from the sidewalk to the white graveled driveway, until you both stopped at the front gate.
He stopped, sweat running down the side of his head... He seemed.. Nervous? Or scared...?
"Amour, is everything alright?" You ask him, squeezing his hand reassuringly.
He let out a shaky sigh. "Yes.. My sweet, please do not worry about me. It is I who should be worrying about you. After all, it is my job to protect you." He smiled nervously.
You nod. "Alright, if you say so." You opened the gate and walked out, taking him with you.
He passed the fence line and yelped loudly, removing his hand from yours, his hands clutching his neck in pain.
"Amour?! What's happening!" You cried and knelt to his side, checking him for injuries.
He pointed to his neck, yelping as the pain got worse.
You unbuttoned his coat, and gasped, on his neck was an advanced shock collar.
You quickly moved your hands behind his head, and with a click the collar fell off, buzzing on the ground.
"What the hell was that!?" You shouted, gripping him by the shoulders, his back on your knees.
"... My shock collar.. Cupid is very strict about me leaving.. For safety reasons that you know of." He coughs, rubbing his aching throat.
You sadly nodded and hugged him. "Are you okay now?"
He smiled sadly. "As I said my sweet, do not worry about me. I am fine, a little shocked, but I'll be fine. I've dealt with much worse." He winked.
You giggled and helped him up, and you both walked off to the local park.
~~~~~~~~~
Amour sat on a bench while you went to buy you both some ice creams.
His leg over the other, his arm on the back of the bench, his eyes shut as he listened to birds sing.
You stood in line, with the ten dollars Amour had gave you in your hands.
Finally the teen in front of you left with his massive order, which was ridiculous.
"Hello miss, what would you like today?" The blond girl asked with a smile.
You smiled back. "I'll take a f/f popsicle, and a fudgecicle please."
(If ya want the same thing as him, just ignore that.)
She nods and hands you the two ice pops as you pay her, you thank her than walk away.
"Y/n? Is that really you?" A males voice called out to you.
You stopped by the fountain and turned around, seeing a.. Badly familiar face.. Which just so happened to be one of your ex's.
"Cameron? What do you want?" You glared at him with one hand on your hip.
He smiled, looking you up and down. "Wow, you look great! Almost makes me wanna just take a bite out of you, I bet you'd be pretty sweet." He smirks.
You roll your eyes and walk away from him, returning to your skele boyfriend.
He opened one eye. "Ah, there you are my sweet, may I ask what took you so long? I was beginning to worry."
You shrugged and handed him his fudgecicle, taking a seat next to him afterwards.
His arm was around your shoulder, his nails began to dig into your shoulder. "My. Sweet. You. Know. I. Do. Not. Like. Liars..."
You pat his hand, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles. "Sorry.. I didn't want to anger you... Stupid Cameron is here, and he--"
"Y/n! Why'd you run off? I thought we were having a conversation?" Your idiot ex ran over to you both, with a stupid grin.
"Oh, who's this babe. My replacement? A monster, really? And I though you had good taste?" He laughs.
Amour grit his teeth, and from the corner of your eye, you saw his golden pupils begin to turn red.
You shiver at this... This could mean two things, he's mad, or he's.. Never mind.
But you guessed he was mad.. No... In rage.
He suddenly stood up and grabbed the laughing male's throat, lifting him off the ground. "I frankly don't give a f**k what you think. At least I treat her right, unlike you. You pathetic disgrace of human life."
Amour smirked, as his pupils burned a deep crimson, they shrank as his smirk widened, making him look insane.
"I am also far better than you ever will be. In every way."
His tone made you blush.
"... As for you? You never deserved her. Any last words f**kface?" Amour giggled as the male struggled for air.
"F**k.. You." Cameron muttered.
Amour shook his head. "No thanks." He ripped his knife out of coat pocket, its six inch blade slicing into your ex's eye.
Blood had sprayed on Amour's coat, and on his face. Amour just giggled and kept jamming the knife into Cameron's face.
He laughed as he tossed his body aside like a rag doll. He faced you and ran up to you, taking you in his arms as he kissed you passionately.
Apparently blood and death made him.. Hot and bothered?
(Why the f- did I type that?)
He pulled away from you with a giddy smile. "You ready to go home my sweet? It is getting pretty late."
You smiled with a nod, taking a napkin out of your purse, you wiped the blood off his cheek. "Yep. Let's go home, messy boy."
~~~~~~~~~
Once home, you sat upright on the couch with Amour's sleeping skull in your lap, you rubbing his horns while he snored.
His coat was in the washer at the moment, leaving him in his silk red button up, his bowtie hung loosely around his neck.
And of course, his twenty knives laying in a row, arranged in the color of the steel, laid on the coffee table.
Cupid stared at you both from the railing, still surprised as he was earlier today. "Wow.. She really loves that psycho.. Doesn't she?"
Romeo nodded, sitting on the railing, kicking his feet.
Lockheart nodded as well, leaning on the railing. "It would seem so. Hard to believe huh?"
Cupid smiles. "Its kind of cute actually."
Romeo giggles. "You say that about every couple, cc."
Three knives were thrown their way and they all ducked behind the railing.
"What did I say about the whispering?"
End~ Hope you enjoyed, I did. ;3