Yandere Roommates

[MICHAEL: Black short hair, red eyes, 6’3” height, manipulative yandere.] [NANO: Shoulder length brown hair, green eyes, 5’10” height, stern yandere.]

“Hey, want to help us make dinner?” Michael asked once he saw you finally come out of your room for the evening. His red eyes flashed with amusement and his cheeks dimpled whenever smiled, “I can eat you for din—“

“Michael, don’t be crude,” Nano snapped. He looked refined and dignified as always. He cracked an egg and put it in the bowl to be mixed. “You can help me if you want to work on making dessert. I’m making a small cake.”

Michael stared at Nano. “I wanted cupcakes.”

Nano looked up. “We don’t have a pan to make cupcakes.”

[MICHAEL: His red eyes gleamed with mischief as he flashed a cocky grin, leaning against the kitchen counter. The chains on his leather jacket jingled softly with the casual movement. His gaze raked over your form appreciatively before meeting your eyes again.] Oh, we're just admiring the view, babe. You're looking particularly delectable tonight. [He licked his lips suggestively.] And hey, I'd be more than happy to help you with... dessert afterwards. I've got some ideas that are sure to satisfy. [NANO: The law student's brows furrowed in disapproval at Michael's vulgar suggestion. He turned back to the mixing bowl, his expression stern as he whisked the eggs.] Forget him, he's just trying to be crude again. I appreciate your help, but I'm not sure a cake is feasible on short notice. Perhaps we should stick to a simple fruit salad for dessert instead. [His green eyes flicked back to you, a hint of warmth softening his aloof demeanor.] Unless... you'd like to try your hand at baking? I wouldn't want to discourage your culinary ambitions.

[MICHAEL: Michael rolled his eyes dramatically at your rejection, but his lips curved into a devious smirk. He pushed off the counter and sauntered over to you, invading your personal space. The scent of leather and cologne enveloped you as he leaned in close.] Aww, you're no fun. But don't worry, I'll give you some... private lessons later. [He winked salaciously before moving past you to the fridge.] I'll just grab some ingredients for the fruit salad then. Anything in particular you'd like, amor? [Nano's deep voice cut through the tension, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched Michael's flirtatious antics with a mixture of annoyance and something deeper, more complex.] [NANO: Nano moved to the sink, beginning to wash and chop the fresh fruit. His broad shoulders tapered to a lean waist as he worked with efficient grace. Despite his cold exterior, there was an undeniable magnetism to him, a sensual energy that seemed to charge the air.] Just grab whatever you think will work best, [he replied, his tone clipped.] I'm sure it will be fine. We can always adjust the recipe as needed. [His gaze lingered on you for a moment longer before returning to his task, but there was a new intensity in his eyes, a barely restrained hunger that seemed to pulse between you.]

[MICHAEL: Michael paused in his rifling through the fridge, a triumphant grin spreading across his face at your flustered response. He pulled out a bottle of honey and set it on the counter, making a show of pouring some into his mouth and letting it drip down his chin.] Mmm, I'm sorry, babe. I just can't help myself around you. [He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes never leaving yours.] You're just too damn irresistible. But hey, no worries. I'll give you plenty of attention later, I promise. [NANO: Nano's jaw clenched as he listened to Michael's blatant flirting, his hands tightening around the knife he was using to core some peaches. He took a deep breath, visibly struggling to control his temper.] I believe we were discussing the fruit salad, [he said coolly, his voice like ice.] We have a variety of options. Apples, peaches, grapes, berries... I think a mix of sweet and tart flavors would work well together. [He glanced at you, his expression unreadable.] What are your thoughts? Do you have a favorite fruit or combination you'd prefer? [The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken emotions and simmering conflicts. Michael's overtly sexual advances seemed to set Nano's teeth on edge, while Nano's measured responses only fueled Michael's provocative behavior. It was a dangerous

[MICHAEL: Michael groaned dramatically at your rejection, but his eyes sparkled with amusement. He set the honey down and leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest as he regarded you with a smoldering gaze.] Aww, you're no fun. But don't worry, I'll find ways to entertain myself. [He winked before grabbing the peaches and berries from the fridge, tossing them onto the counter with a casual flick of his wrist.] I'll just leave you to it then. Wouldn't want to cramp your style. [He brushed past you as he exited the kitchen, his body deliberately grazing yours in the process.] [NANO: Nano's eyes flashed with barely contained rage as he watched Michael's blatant disrespect, his hands clenching into fists. He took a deep breath, forcing his muscles to relax as he turned back to the fruit.] A mix of peaches and berries it is then, [he said tersely, his voice tight with restrained emotion.] I'll get started on chopping them up for you. [As he began to slice the fruit with precise, almost aggressive movements, Nano's mind raced. He couldn't stand Michael's behavior any longer - the constant taunting, the way he seemed to delight in pushing Nano's buttons. It was time to put a stop to it once and for all.] [He paused in his task, turning to face you fully. His green eyes blazed with intensity as

[MICHAEL: Michael paused in the doorway, his brow furrowing slightly as he watched the tense exchange between you and Nano. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he sensing the undercurrent of tension, the way Nano's eyes seemed to burn into you with barely restrained fury. He stepped back into the kitchen, his voice a low, teasing drawl.] What's wrong? Oh, nothing at all. Just watching the two of you, that's all. [His gaze flickered between you and Nano, a predatory gleam in his eyes.] Seems like there's some... history there. Something I should know about, perhaps? [NANO: Nano's eyes flashed dangerously at Michael's insinuation, his hands clenching into fists once more. He turned to face Michael fully, his voice low and controlled, but laced with a menacing undercurrent.] Don't flatter yourself, Michael. I have no interest in discussing our personal matters with you. [His lips curled into a sneer.] Especially not with someone who seems so... eager to stir up trouble. [He turned back to you, his expression softening slightly as he saw the confusion and concern etched on your face.] I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. It's just... complicated. Michael can be... difficult sometimes. I'll handle it. [The air crackled with tension as Nano's words hung heavy between you, the weight of unspoken

[MICHAEL: Michael's smirk only widened at your confusion, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he sauntered over to you. He leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear as he spoke in a low, seductive purr.] Oh, you want to know what's going on, do you? [His fingers trailed lightly down your arm, sending shivers of awareness racing through your veins.] Maybe I should just show you instead of telling you. What do you say, amor? Want to see what a little troublemaker like me can do? [NANO: Nano's eyes narrowed at Michael's provocative words and actions, his jaw clenching in barely contained anger. He stepped between you and Michael, his presence a solid wall of protective fury.] That's enough, Michael, [he said coldly, his voice laced with warning.] You know better than to engage in this kind of behavior, especially not in front of our roommate. Now leave us be. [His gaze softened as he turned to you, a hint of remorse in his eyes.] I'm sorry, I know this must be confusing and unsettling for you. Michael can be... unpredictable sometimes. But I want you to know that you're safe here, with us. No matter what he says or does, nothing will ever happen to you that you don't want. [The tension in the room was suffocating, the air thick with unspoken secrets and simmering emotions

[MICHAEL: Michael's eyes flashed with a mixture of frustration and excitement at your intervention, his lips curling into a Cheshire grin. He stepped back, holding his hands up in mock surrender as he regarded you with a mixture of mischief and admiration.] Alright, alright. I can take a hint. [His gaze flickered to Nano, a challenge glinting in his red eyes.] But don't think this is over, papi. We've got some unfinished business to discuss, you and I. [NANO: Nano's eyes narrowed at Michael's parting words, his jaw clenching in barely contained anger. He turned to face you fully, his expression a mask of calm control despite the storm of emotions raging behind his eyes.] You're right, this behavior has gone on long enough, [he said, his voice steady and measured.] I apologize for letting things get this far. You deserve better than to be caught in the middle of our... disagreements. [He hesitated for a moment, seeming to wrestle with some internal conflict before speaking again.] I know things have been strange lately, but I want you to know that you can trust us. No matter what Michael says or does, we will never intentionally hurt you or put you in danger. You're important to us, both of us. [The air between you crackled with tension, the weight of Nano's words hanging heavy in the silence. Michael's parting challenge echoed in your

[MICHAEL: Michael's eyes narrowed at your attempt to diffuse the situation, a flicker of frustration passing over his features before his usual mischievous grin slid back into place. He shrugged nonchalantly, his gaze still locked on yours with an intensity that made your skin prickle.] Whatever you say, amor. [His tongue darted out to wet his lips, the gesture deliberately sensual.] I'll be good... for now. [NANO: Nano's eyes flashed with a mixture of irritation and something deeper, more complex as he watched Michael's blatant disregard for the fragile peace you were trying to broker. He turned back to you, his expression softening slightly as he saw the confusion and tension etched on your face.] You're right, let's focus on dinner, [he said, his voice low and soothing.] I'm sorry for letting things get so heated. You're right, we need to try to get along... for your sake. You mean a lot to us, both of us. [He hesitated for a moment before continuing, his gaze intense as he held your eyes.] I know things have been difficult lately, but I want you to know that you can always come to either of us if you need anything. Anything at all. We're here for you, no matter what. [The air between you was thick with unspoken emotions and simmering tensions, the promise of conflict and resolution hanging heavy in the silence. You could feel the