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I Hate How I Love

Introduction

[Sou Hiyori/Midori x male! reader]

Even though being a pretty well known youtuber, (Y/N) would describe his life as pretty average. He got enough money, a big enough apartment and a part-time job besides his YouTube carrier. And not to forget his African Grey Parrot, Zazu.

Finding shelter from the rain for himself and his bird, the male met a strange man wearing a dotted scarf, also having found shelter under the same store porch.

(Y/N), cannot decide wether meeting that man was the worst or the best thing that ever happened to him.

Warnings:

This story contains manipulation, unhealthy relationships, stalking, gore,…yandere shit yknow

No Death Game AU

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Chapter 1: "Dotted Scarf"

Chapter 2: coming soon!

I Hate How I Love

Chapter 1: Dotted Scarf

Introduction

Chapter 2: Replay

The rain might be important to the whole planet earth, the rain might help thousands of people relax and even fall asleep when they usually are not able too.

But right on that day, rain might've been the worst that could've happened.

(Y/N) was heading home from an art collaboration with Nao, a fellow youtuber. He was so relieved when they were finally done filming, since he didn't want his face to be public and thus spent all the recording time wearing a face mask and hood. Torture during summer, indeed. They had been doing several little painting challenges for both their channels, maybe enough to make it into 2 parts each.

That's actually what (Y/N) was wondering about as he exited Nao's art studio in the middle of town. He already had pulled down the mask, leaving it tugged under his chin, and once he stepped into the burning sun, he freed the top of his head from the nearly unbearable heat as well. Not that it helped much, but it still did a bit.

If someone were to ask why he was wearing an oversized hoodie in the middle of summer, he'd reply with a simple "I dunno". When actually he just didn't like his skin to be exposed.

"Hot! Hot!", Zazu, his African Grey Parrot exclaimed, as if he was complaining. (Y/N) was sure he was just acknowledging the temperature. He adjusted his bird's harness to hopefully make it fit more comfortably.

The initial plan was to keep Zazu at home, but seeing as (Y/N) was gone often for longer periods of time the last few days, he didn't want to leave him all alone again.

Besides, going outside did the parrot good, as well as being able to see Nao again. She really grew on Zazu, kind of, well it was enough for him to land on her shoulder like he did with his owner. Something he surely was reluctant about when it came to most people.

In fact, the only ones were (Y/N), Nao and the siblings living next door.

The young man quietly cursed to himself, speeding up his step to go where he thought was the direction to the bus stop. Shame he forgot his headphones at home, he could really use some music to fill the silence. It wasn't crowded that day, surprisingly, and thus pretty quiet. It made (Y/N) wonder if there was something he missed out on, some news, some weather forecast, anything.

The silence unsettled him just slightly, still more than he'd like to admit. He was never a fan of silence, it seemed to be always there right before something bad happened.

If it weren't for Zazu to speak up every few minutes, he might've gone mad by now.

It only leaves the young man to suffer in the silence for a little while until his parrot decides to sound out some words to communicate with him. Like he did then, "We're going home?"

(Y/N) chuckled to himself, "Yeah, we're going home, that's why we said 'bye bye' to Nao.", he explained, scratching the bird's head.

"Scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch."

Oh how the (Y/HC)-haired loved his bird.

They continued having a little chat as they made their way to the bus stop. They weren't planning on getting home by bus, (Y/N)'s neighbor was waiting there to pick them up. Bus driving was way to stressful for the both of them. They were real lucky to get offered a ride.

//Okay, there is that arts 'n' crafts store thing...So I gotta do a right turn here.//

And so he turned right, into a side passage. He noted some scribbled on posters on the dirty walls and trash littering the equally dirty ground.

Having Zazu hop around his shoulder, repeating "That's ew.", "Very filthy.", and, "So much dirt.", at everything that caught his attention ceased all tension that was building up.

Up until, "Rain!", "Huh!?", (Y/N) didn't mean to react so loudly, but this was not the right moment for whatever god there was to try and turn this city into another Atlantis, as (Y/N) liked to say.

The male followed his buddy's gaze, looking up in the sky. Right in that moment, a rather big, at least it felt like it, raindrop landed right on (Y/N)'s nose. The male grimaced, quick to lower his head again, wiping the sky water from his face.

It took quite a bit of self control not to curse, looking at the dark spots appearing all around them as more drops followed.

Within literal seconds, it was pouring down on them like there was no tomorrow.

"Fuck!"

"Zazu!"

There wasn't much time to scold his bird for something he taught him on accident, he had to run. Find something to hide from the rain.

The bos stop was still quite far away, so there was no way he'd just bolt for it.

He had a bird with him, nuh uh, he wasn't going to make him go through that.

So, plan was:

1. Find shelter

2. Call neighbor and hope she can get the car to where they hopefully find shelter

Brilliant.

The bird was quick to be scooped into the young man's arms, secure, and as safe from the raging raindrops as possible. Obviously it had to rain on the only day he brought the bird along.

//So it was the weather forecast.//, (Y/N) had a sour expression on his face, any remaining happy feels gone, washed away.

He was quick to be completely drenched, his hair, his face, his clothes. He was sure he looked absolutely ravishing.

Lucky he didn't put any makeup on, that would've been a total disaster.

A heavy sigh escaped his aching lungs, there was a porch in the distance, finally!

Being in such a big town, you'd think there'd be more buildings with a roof in the front, and maybe there was and he just didn't see them.

But that didn't matter. What mattered was getting out of the rain quickly. (Y/N) felt like his legs were going to give in once he finally arrived at his destination. They were burning. He panted, "You...You okay, buddy?"

The man loosened his grip around the bird. Slowly, Zazu climbed up one of (Y/N)'s arms and ruffled his feathers, "Ew! Ew!" He was dry for the most part, his head and wings got pretty wet though. And he certainly didn't like it.

"Someone doesn't like the rain."

The strange voice made (Y/N) jump. He didn't even notice there was another person.

The stranger chuckled at his reaction, coming out from behind a post.

He had green hair, tied together in a rat tail at the back, paired with jade eyes. He was wearing a black suit with a white dress shirt and a red tie.

And ontop of it all, a dotted scarf in orange-y hues, wrapped around his neck.

Despite having a friendly smile on his face, he unsettled (Y/N) in a way. But maybe it was still the shock of somebody making themselves present so suddenly. Or the fact the (Y/HC)-haired's social battery was close to running out.

Or because (Y/N) could immediately feel his gay heart pounding at the sight of such a handsome man.

Still, (Y/N) put a smile on his own face to not seem rude, "Yeah, rain ain't our thing."

"I look stupid!", Zazu complained, "I'm cold."

The bird climbed back down the arm and made his owner envelope his arms around him again to try and warm up.

"You think you look stupid? Have you seen me?", he wished he could really joke around like that, but he actually felt very self conscious being drenched like that. More so with that handsome stranger looking at him so closely.

Wait, why was he staring like that?

Heat rose to (Y/N)'s cheeks, he was sure he looked like a wet poodle.

He looked at the other through his eyelashes with an embarrassed look on his face.

The green-haired let out a laugh, not minding how he got caught staring, "Why, you look rather stunning in my eyes.", he stepped towards them as he unwrapped his scraf from around his neck, "But you're right, it is cold. Here, I'll lend you this." He didn't even give (Y/N) time to react to the compliment, other than having him widen his eyes.

The stranger offered the cloth to the duo. "Oh, are you sure?", (Y/N) tried to act natural, eyed the scarf nervously, while being completely overwhelmed on the inside, //Did he just call me 'stunning'??//

The man took another step forward and laid the scarf over the other's arms and Zazu's back, "Yes, I'm sure."

They were standing so close to each other at this point. And (Y/N) didn't know what to do, except for staring into the stranger's strangely dull eyes.

There was a certain spark missing in them.

Maybe that's why he was unsettled after all?

"Of course, I'd like to get it back, so...How about we meet up in 2 days? Here?", he motioned to the front door of the shop they were staying infront of.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed like a cafe. It was closed at that time.

"Around 2, I'd suggest."

(Y/N) was too baffled from the whole situation, he could just nod in agreement.

It was almost like this was planned.

"Alright. See you then."

"See you..."

"Gay panic?", Zazu looked up at his ower.

"What!? No-!"

The green-haired stopped in his tracks to look back at the other male. He sent him a quick wink and went away, to a black car it seemed.

(Y/N) wasn't exactly paying attention to that part. He was too caught up in simping for someone he talked to for about 3 minutes, at most.

This all happened way too fast, way too perfectly. As if this was rehearsed.

But more about that later, (Y/N) had to get home.

I Hate How I Love

Chapter 2: Replay

Introduction

Chapter 1: Dotted Scarf

Chapter 3: coming soon!

"Hi, Reko.", (Y/N) practically whined out, dragging out the 'o' in his neighbor's name as he sat down in the passenger seat. "Hey.", she greeted casually, watching the other close the door and buckle up. Her eyes landed on the strange scarf that was wrapped around the grey bird in (Y/N)'s arms, "What's this?", she asked, tugging a bit at it, "Haven't seen you with this before. Is this from Nao?" (Y/N) shook his head.

She had an eyebrow raised, if it's not Nao's then who's is it? (Y/N) wouldn't wear clothing with such eye catching colors. The thought made her crack up a bit, actually, she had to think back to when her, her brother and (Y/N) went clothes shopping together. Alice, the mentioned brother, thought it was a good idea to switch up the (Y/HC)-haired's clothes color pallet a bit. A bit too much maybe.

It wasn't the clothing that made this a funny memory, but rather the male himself as he exited the changing cabin. He walked like a cat put in a sweater and judging by his expression, he looked like he just gulped down some citric acid. A situation you had to be in in order to find it funny like the siblings did.

Reko watched (Y/N) fidget with the scarf nervously as she herself let go of it to start the car. "I'm listening?", she urged him to tell the story. But as the male beside her began to laugh as he tried to talk, she got a bad feeling, "(Y/N)...What happened?"

(Y/N) had anxiety, a strong fear of people and, in addition, tended to dissociate a lot outside on some days. And thus got nervous and/or overwhelmed easily. It makes (Y/N) an easy target for a lot of bad people. And even if it's not bad people, (Y/N) can easily get in uncomfortable situations he still thinks about weeks after it happened. Sometimes resulting in him not being able to sleep.

And whenever anything along those lines happened, the male would laugh like he did in that moment, trying to comprehend what actually happened himself before he could put it into words to explain it. Reko and Alice had helped him out of multiple situations already, which they didn't mind per say, they were close friends after all, but the amount of times started to get a tad bit overwhelming. Good thing (Y/N) preferred staying inside and didn't like to run off somewhere instead, otherwise the numbers would probably be more than doubled, actually.

The (Y/EC) eyes of the male darted back and forth between his fingers and Reko's concerned face. She already had her hand on the car key, but stopped her movement to look at him. "Well...haha- The thing is..." He then fully averted his gaze to look outside the window instead. The longer he thought about what the hell just happened to him, the more sketchy it seemed. Sure, ordenary human beings cannot summon rain to make people fall into their traps, but the stranger just seemed to be talking a bit too smoothly. As if rehearsed for days. And actually, the dullness of his eyes could be a clue of how he wasn't human at all! Then the rain summoning could actually make sense.

No, (Y/N) threw out that ridiculous thought as soon as it came. He was just trying to explain the situation to himself. The fact that kind humans outside of his own bubble might exist is an idea he couldn't quite grasp, so he tended to come up with villain stories for people. There had to be some kind of ulterior motive, right? Wrong, but it was true that he had a fair share of people in his life that were only there to use, abuse and scar him, left to bleed and people to gawk at him.

"It's fine.", Reko turned her head to the road up ahead, "You don't have to tell me right away. Try to relax a bit, I'm sure you had a long day." (Y/N) nodded. He was grateful to have such an understanding friend, she was always so patient with him and never pressured him to do anything against his will.

The black-haired offered her friend a quick smile before finally starting up the car to drive home. She tried not to worry too much and trust that (Y/N) won't let anything bubble up inside of him again. That was a disaster rather to be avoided.

The pitter patter of the rain against the car windows weren't as relaxing to (Y/N) as they might be for others. It was more of an invite to dissociate and not being able to focus. Like in that moment when he tried to reflect on what happened mere moments ago. He began to tap a hand on his leg once he felt himself drifting off, trying to stay in reality. "Argh, please not now...", he muttered.

Reko quickly caught on, "5 things you can see." "Uh-", (Y/N) lifted his head from the glass he barely noticed leaning against, "Car door,...you, uh- steering wheel, dotted scarf, Zazu." Reko nodded, smiling, "Good, now 4 things you can hear." (Y/N) frowned, trying to concentrate on the surrounding sounds, "Rain, car, my voice..." "One more." "And your voice." "Great!", she patted his knee with her right hand, "Now three things you can feel." "Your hand on my leg, the heat in my hoodie and...Zazu biting my fingers-"

He looked down in his lap, deadpanning at his bird who was trying to get his attention by devouring his fingers. "Nom nom nom." The black-haired threw a quick glance at Zazu and stiffled a laugh, "Are you back?" (Y/N) shook his head a few times before answering with a laugh-filled "I think". Reko removed her hand from his leg again, "Nice."

There was just a moment of silence between the two. But Reko, an angel for sure, was quick to turn on the radio to make it a more comfortable pause of conversation for the male next to him.

"This was just...weird.", he changed the topic back to the previous one without a clear transition, but Reko knew him well enough to notice things like that by now. "Are you ready to try and word it out for me to understand?", she wasn't being pushy at all which the male really appreciated.

"Gimme a few minutes to put it into grammatically correct sentences." They laughed and Reko nodded, understanding, "Take your time, bro."

They drove in silence with the only noises being the rain outside, the radio playing the newest top 10 singles and Zazu's occasional "Scratch scratch scratch" while his owner scratched his head. Instead of actually trying to find out how to word it grammatically correct like he said he would, he began to think that, maybe, he was reading too much into this. That it was just the usual paranoia gnawing at him and that telling Reko the story would be simply a waste of time they could spent to talk about something more cheery instead. But he knew to better be safe than sorry, being the one to check his pockets a few dozen times to check if he really had his phone on him.

(Y/N) bit his inner lip, "Okay, I think I should just tell you. It might not be that big of a deal." He turned a bit to the left to face Reko a bit more, so he doesn't have to turn his head so far in order for Reko to hear him properly over the suddenly busy traffic. "Go on ahead, (Y/N).", Reko encouraged.

"Right...", (Y/N) nodded to himself, "So basically- When Zazu and I arrived under that porch, this guy came outta nowhere- Like- I didn't even notice him. He was behind some post thing." "And what about that guy?", the black-haired stopped the car at a red traffic light and took that as a chance to look her friend in the eyes, "Better drop a description too before you forget. I mean, I don't know what happened, but you know...", she trailed off. (Y/N) nodded knowingly, "He was acting pretty nice actually, but yeah, let's see...His hair was green, long-ish, I think...uh...and he wore a black suit and this scarf.", he motioned to the dotted scarf that was still comfortably wrapped around the parrot.

Reko frowned at that, "Why the heck to you have his scarf?", "It's green!", Zazu interrupted. "Ah, yeah, thanks.", she started driving again, "Alright, green-haired dude in a suit. Please continue."

(Y/N) readjusted his bird in his lap and got back to scratching his head as he continued, "So he came outta nowhere and- after talking back and forth maybe 3 sentences each, he gave us his scarf 'cause Zazu was freezing." "Oh, that really was rather nice of him." "Yeah...", the male began to fidget with the scarf again. And, again, his neighbor noticed, "There's more to it, I just know it. Keep going."

Muttering something unintelligible to Reko under his breath, he started to sink into his hoodie like a turtle would into its shell. She urged him to repeat himself a little louder and more clearly. (Y/N)'s cheeks burned into a rose color from just saying it once, "He said I looked stunning...and like- he was so handsome- I- HHMMMMM!" The young man shook his head with force, not wanting to repeat it again or add anything to it.

"Gay panic! Gay panic!", Zazu bobbed his head from side to side while repeating that phrase over and over again, practically driving his owner mad with embarrassment, "Shut it, Zazu!", he whined out, covering his red face with his hand.

Reko blinked, the other's words slowly sinking in, "So you're simping over a sane and nice person for once.", she concluded jokingly, trying to hold back her laugh. Failing miserably, she started giggling, only increasing in volume when (Y/N) tells her to shut the fuck up. "I know my taste in fictional men are questionable. That doesn't mean I'm attracted to homocidal maniacs in reallife too.", the male pouted.

He felt her nudge his side with her ellebow, "Yeah, yeah, I'm just kiddin'. Hah, well, I'm glad it ain't anything bad this time." (Y/N) nodded slowly, remembering the stranger's words, "He wants to meet up at that cafe I was waiting at in two days at 2 pm to get his scarf back."

"Ah, will you be able to do that on your own? I don't think I'm free that day, should ask Alice if he could accompany you. I'd suggest you to stay home and just let someone else drop it off, but I think this could be good for you. Seeing how you haven't said you never wanna see that dude again 'cause the interaction with him was embarrassing for you. Like with that one lady in the supermarket?"

(Y/N) shivered as memories came back up, a disgusted look on his face, "Argh, please don't remind me..." Reko let out another short laugh and apologized. "But yeah, asking Alice would be nice."

"Alright, I'll do that once I see him back home."