Omgg Can You Do Something With Yandere Viktor Hargreeves With A Girly Reader? Like The Reader Loves Skirts

omgg can you do something with yandere viktor hargreeves with a girly reader? like the reader loves skirts and dresses and viktor thinks it's so adorable how sweet and innocent like it is? is that fine with you

note: omg this is my first request so ignore the screaming inside state of mind i'm in rn... anyway! i loveeeee this idea and it's fine by me, hope you like it lovely anon. <3

viktor's life was filled with chaos since the first day, from his dad shitty parental ways to his brothers fighting just to see who gets the first sip of coffee in the morning. he thought this was his life, his without-purpose life.

until he found you.

he remembers that day as the day he started to thank the universe.

he was shopping with diego and luther, both of his brothers wanting to help him choose some comfortable clothes since they couldn't find anything else to do. at first he was tired (mentally and physically), he didn't want to come and endure their endless bickering and just as he was about to step in luther's speech of black not being the best of colors, his eyes caught a glimpse of your pink skirt.

it was the most... pink clothing he has ever seen.

taking two steps back to see your figure clearly, he swears he could feel the shine in his eyes as he saw you.

you were wearing a soft pink outfit, as if you walked straight out of a barbie magazine, your small smile brighter than the lipgloss in your lips, your manicured hands touching the fabric of a dress that caught your attention; oblivious to the hargreeves sibling stare.

“ hey! ” two voices scream behind him, making viktor slightly jump and raise a fist as a mechanism of defense, turning his head.

“ jesus christ! ” he exclaims with an annoyed glare, now lowering his hand, almost angry that the sight of you disappeared as both of them walked in front of him.

“ we just asked, five times, ” diego holds his hand with five fingers as an emphasis “, your opinion in this shirt and you ignored us- did an emo jacket stole your attention or what? ” diego, more annoyed than viktor, asks with his usual big brother tone; reminding him that time ben called him an emo.

“ n-no, i just got distracted, that's all, no big deal. ” first mistake, never say you got distracted to any of the hargreeves, they will ask—.

“ by what? ” luther asks, putting down a jacket as he looks at viktor; now curious.

viktor just shrugs, now looking at the shirts displayed next to him.

“... by who? ” diego then asks.

viktor looks at him for two seconds. second mistake, corporal language is diego's favorite thing.

“ no way! ” diego screams, getting two close customers attention, viktor now shushing him.

“ wait, i don't get it. ” oblivious luther says with an exasperated look, diego looking around while viktor tries to hide both of them (as if that could be possible).

“ stop, shut up! it's nothing, let's just go- please, please. ” viktor begs, thinking if his dignity is still valuable with the thought of getting in his knees to pray to whoever is up there to have mercy on him.

“ tell me, come on, i won't say anything. ” diego says in a whisper, as if luther wasn't there - who still is clueless.

“ if i tell you, will you stop? ” viktor asks, looking directly at diego's eyes.

“ okay. ”

“ i got distracted by the girl behind me, no big deal, just thought- ”

viktor didn't have time to think of an excuse as diego walks straight to you, being the only girl in the store helped, a triumphant smile in his face.

“ hey, what's up? i'm diego. ” diego says, 'softly', to you.

you raise your head, a surprised glint in your eyes, a beautiful smile now covering your face.

“ hi, i'm y/n! ” you exclaim, clearly excited of meeting new people, your dresses hanging from your arm.

diego has to take a moment, he now understands why viktor got so distracted.

“ hey, so, my brother, ” he points to viktor, who just looks at luther, clearly distressed, his hands grabbing his hair. “ thinks you're beautiful and wants to date you... i think, but he definitely thinks you're beautiful. ”

you're still looking at both of the men behind diego, watching how a tall, buff man tries to calm his brother. tilting your head you giggle, clearly amused.

“ oh well, i'd like to, he seems cute so yeah! ”

“ great. — hey viktor! ” diego then screams, making you slightly jump, hugging your dresses.

viktor turns around, diego calls him over again, making his way to the both of you as he did not want to leave you alone with diego; the sight of him so close to you making him want to stop being the pacifist of the family.

“ hey, i'm sorry, whatever he told you is just- well, we are just- ”

“ she said yes. ” that interrupts viktor rambling, who now frowns in confusion, staring at diego.

“ y-yes to what? ”

“ our date. ” you softly say, gaining viktor's attention once again; who 'dumbly' smiles at you with a starstruck look.

“ o-our date? ” he stutters again, making you giggle, nodding your head while walking a little closer to him.

luther slowly made their way to the three of you, taking diego by the collar of his shirt to give a bit of privacy to their brother, while thinking of a way to scold him for intruding in viktor's love life (even if he would've done the same).

“ you're so cute. ” you say, now feeling a bit nervous at seeing how good looking he was, now that you looked closer, your fingers playing with the fabric of the dresses you were carrying. “ when's the date? — oh! you know, i know a very good café- it's a cat café! you can hug cats! and they're clean so you don't have to worry about higiene or that. ” you start talking excitedly about the place, viktor's gaze just full of love and affection as he hears everything you say, both of you oblivious to the beautiful moments that were going to follow.

️️ ️️️️️️️️️꙳ ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ࣪ ✿ ۪ ٞ ּ 𝅄ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ꙳

a few weeks forwards to that moment, viktor smiles as he watches you model some skirts a friend gifted you; one of the now few friends you had, your boyfriend advising the type of people you should befriend (him and his family) and you listened to him, of course! he is your boyfriend and he wants the best for you.

“ so? ” you ask with a smile in your face, your back facing a big mirror, viktor sitting in your soft bed while holding a teddy bear you had.

“ you look beautiful. ” he says, blinking a few times just to make sure you're not a figment of his imagination.

you pout, making viktor worry he said the wrong thing.

“ vik, you said that already! ” you stomp your feet, a somewhat relieved sigh leaves viktor lips as he stands up, leaving mr. fluff in your bed.

“ i mean, what else can i say? you look cute, perfect, so so so pretty, my beautiful baby. ” he compliments you to no end, knowing you just want all his attention, holding your face to plant a kiss in your pouting lips who now turns into a shy smile.

“ and? ” you ask as you bring your hands behind your back, blinking a few times looking at the ceiling of your room, making viktor laugh at how adorable you looked.

“ and i love you so much. ” he says, almost in a whisper, his smile never leaving his face.

“ hmph, i knooow. ” you say in a 'singsong' voice, giggling as viktor tickles you a bit. “ okay, okay! i love you too- a lot, a bunch, muah! ” finishing your sentence with a kiss.

viktor stands there, in the middle of your room, you leaving to change in the bathroom, for a few seconds he laughs as he falls to your bed; bouncing a bit, with mr. fluff falling next to him.

“ cute, isn't she? ” he asks to the plushie as if it were to answer him, staring at the ceiling with a dumb smile in his lips.

️️ ️️️️️️️️️꙳ ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ࣪ ✿ ۪ ٞ ּ 𝅄ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ꙳

you and viktor walked hand in hand through the big store, his other arm occupied by a few bags from other stores you visited.

“ oh, what about this one? ” you excitedly point to a flower decorated dress, the white cloth soft at touch, making you smile as you grabbed it and threw it to the small cart next to the both of you.

“ and this one! no- wait, that one! no, i know! ” viktor just, once again, smiles at you. the dress you were wearing moving like the waves of the ocean, making your silhouette more graceful as you walked to every section of the store that caught your attention, viktor following right behind you.

viktor was never a fan of shopping, it made him more confused than anything, but for you he was the biggest enthusiast. watching you choose every dress, skirt, top, blouse, sweater was almost like watching someone do a magic trick.

in his defense, he is so in love with you that everything you do seems amazing to him (who - almost - ended the world twice, traveled in time and had an alien for a father).

he is so in love with you that he took you shopping so you didn't think of him looking through your phone while you shower, asking you who the hell was 'alan' or... any other male contact that wasn't him.

he is so in love with you that he takes you to dinner, excusing him to the bathroom, moments later appearing to you with a bright smile as he grabs your soft hand to make you pay attention to his tenth declaration of love of the evening; behind you walks a beaten man, his bruised face now scared as he spots viktor, running out of the restaurant before you even acknowledge the surprised gasps of other people around you.

he is so in love with you that he gifted you beautiful white skirts so you can gush about it, looking through the bag, while he grabs some panties from your open drawer hiding them in the pocket of his pants.

he was just, so in love with you.