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Helpless - Yandere!Mike Dodds x reader

summary: Mike shows you the new life he’s planned for you and you’re too afraid to argue.

warnings: yandere behavior, reader is held captive-ish, talk of children, manipulation

You’d just heard Mike’s knock on your door, so you looked in the mirror one final time before grabbing your purse and running to open the door.

“Hey, baby,” Mike said, leaning down to kiss you, “you look beautiful!”

“Thank you,” you grinned as he handed you a bouquet of your favorite flowers wrapped in paper.

Before you had a chance to put the flowers in a vase, Mike gently tugged on your arm and pulled you outside.

You shut and locked your door hesitantly, clutching the flowers closer to your body.

Mike, ever the gentleman, opened and shut his car door for you. The warm leather engulfed you as you held the flowers and your purse.

Once you sat down, Mike put his large hand on your thigh protectively. He was large, muscular and powerful. He was smarter than you and you always trusted him to point out your mistakes. You would be nothing without him, he always reminded you.

All of a sudden, you noticed Mike was driving down a dark road, the opposite way of the restaurant he had invited you to.

“W-where are we going?” you asked, looking around cautiously.

“I’m bringing you to our new home, babe! We can finally build our family and you can be the sweet little housewife you’ve always wanted to be,” he grinned, the grip on your thigh getting tighter.

You didn’t have the heart to tell him that he was the one who wanted you to be a housewife, not you. But if Mike thought it was best, you would do it.

You could tell you were now almost outside of the city as Mike parked and dragged you out of the car.

“C’mon babe, I wanna show you,” he grinned, grabbing your arm tightly.

As you entered the doorway, you felt a sadness wash over you. The house was beautiful, but it felt more like what Mike wanted, not you.

“Do you like it?”

“Yeah, um, I love it,” you said, quietly.

“Let me show you the kid’s rooms!”

As your boyfriend showed you through the house, you felt a growing sense of dread. There were four rooms designated for kids, and one of them was already decorated as a nursery. You weren’t even sure if you could have kids.

“I’m thinking Michael Dodds Junior for a son,” Mike grinned, putting a hand on your stomach.

You felt flustered and could only give him a small smile.

“My father is going to be so proud of me,” he said, looking around at the house, “a beautiful wife, four children, a nice house. It’s everything he wanted for me.”

You stayed quiet, allowing Mike to speak. He explained that if you left the house without him, an alert would immediately be sent to his phone and the local precinct would be called. You were terrified, but even more terrified of what would happen if you talked back.

So you just played the part of the dutiful wife, nodding and smiling at your new husband.