《Y/N you are MINE (Ayano x fem! Reader) [Yandere Simulator]》Chapter Thirteen - Miss' L/N
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•Ayano's POV:•
I was still round Y/N's house watching a nice movie together.
I looked over at the time to see it was really late. I then head the door open, my eyes widened as I looked over at Y/N. I saw her asleep, so I pulled her to my chest protectively and glared at the door that had just opened.
It was quite a woman, she looked at me, and.. smiled?
"Oh hello there. You must be one of Y/N's friends. I'm her mother." Miss' L/N said.
"Oh, thank god, I thought we were being robbed." I sighed and loosened my hold on Y/N, hearing her sweet breaths.
"I see that, you must be quite protective of her." Miss' L/N said walking to the kitchen.
"Oh! Of course I am, she is amazing after all." I blushed looking down at her and cuddling her figure.
"Isn't she, she's also very adorable!" Miss' L/N shouted quietly.
I smiled and sighed. I got up, and laid Y/N down on the sofa.
"I'm just going to the toilet." I said, I heard Y/N's mother said "alright dear." As I made my way up the stairs.
I went to the bathroom/toilet-room and did my business.
I quickly washed my hands with the handy soap. And walked out.
As I was about to go downstairs I noticed Y/N's room was close by to the stairs. My curiosity got the best of me, and I went towards its I opened the door and went inside.
I looked around, 'wow, such a unique style. I like it.' I smiled, I then started to look through her draws, looking for something.
And I found it! I pulled out some F/C panties. I smiled and stuffed it down my bra.
I took one last look around Y/N's room, and left.
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