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Yandere(eh)!Hollywood Undead x Reader- Protective

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Yandere((Sorta!))!Hollywood Undead x Reader- Overprotective



"It's fine if you guys want to keep an eye on me, but threatening to gut my best friend is way too far." You scolded the famous band as they followed you like lost puppies through the store, eyeballing anyone who talked to you or even if their gaze lingered a bit too long. You caught Danny gripping a knife on his belt and whacked him upside the head with a box of Cheez-Its. "See what I mean?!" You sighed exasperatedly and pinched the bridge of your nose. "Okay, fine. We'll lighten up." J-Dog said, holding back a laugh at Danny's state.

You pushed the cart forward, steering it towards the dairy section. You grabbed two gallons of milk and placed them in the cart, knowing these guys would drink it up instantly, and moved on to the ice cream. You pulled up short when you saw the Ben & Jerry's. "Oh hells yeah." Opening the freezer door, you put tub after tub in the cart, and then closed the door. "Damn, do you need that much ice cream?" Charlie asked from his place in the cart, moving a tub that landed on his stomach. "Yes. And we need...something else."

"Tissues." Danny piped up, glancing at a guy who looked at you with a glare before turning back to you with a smile. You snapped your fingers, completely oblivious. "That's it." The guys had almost completely wasted them when they got drunk a couple nights ago and cried to "Grown Ups" while eating bowls of ice cream. You hummed and pushed the cart, with Charlie in it, to the aisle where the tissues were. After getting them, all four of you made it to the register and you paid using Danny's credit card. (To which he complained about excessively on the car ride home.)

-TIMESKIP-

Once you pulled in the driveway, you parked your car, got out and headed to the trunk. You popped it open and leaned over to grab some bags of groceries. A smack on the ass made you whirl around and glare at J-Dog, who had a grin on his face. "Couldn't resist." He held up his hands in mock surrender, the grin still set on his lips. You grumbled and made your way inside, placing the groceries on the counter and calling out "Hello" to the other three as you began to put the groceries away. Mumbled responses were said back and you shook your head before turning on the radio to the station you enjoyed most, running a hand through your [h/c] hair. Danny came up to you when you were putting away the peanut butter and tilted his head with the cutest expression of hope ever. "Need any help, [Y/N]?"

You grinned and booped his nose before going around him to put the milk away before it went bad or spoiled. "I got it, princess. But thanks though." You stuffed all the Ben & Jerry's into the freezer and closed the fridge and freezer door. "What do you guys want for dinner?" You called out, leaning against the sink. "Pizza" Five voices said. "Tacos!" The oddball tried to make his voice heard. You chuckled. "Pizza it is!" You heard the others cheer while Dylan huffed in the corner.


-TIMESKIP-

40 minutes after ordering, the doorbell rang. "I got it!" You jumped up and made a mad dash towards the front door. You unlocked it (why was it locked??) and opened it to reveal the pizza guy. 'He looks a bit familiar.' He looked extremely bored as he handed you the paper to sign. "$13.75." He sighed, then swapped the pizzas with the paper and money. "Oh, wait one sec." You grabbed your wallet and pulled out a twenty. "Here," You handed it to him. "As a tip. I know it sucks." A small smile touched his lips as he thanked you and headed back to his car, and you skewered the sight by closing the door.

"Pizza!!" Charlie shouted, running straight for you. You dodged at the last second and he tripped on his foot and almost face-planted if he didn't improvise by doing a push up.

"Smooth." You chuckled and went around him to the living room, setting the pizzas on hot plates on the table. Charlie picked himself up and dashed into the living room, pouncing on the pizza that was his. "Charlie." You said in a low, warning tone. He hissed, hoarding the pizza to himself. "Charlie, don't make me get the spray bottle." You threatened. You got the spray bottle for Danny's cat, Tiger, but he forgot to take it home so it was yours now. You spritzed him a couple times and Charlie instantly dropped the pizza back on the table, and you handed him a plate before handing the rest to the guys.

"So what movie do we want to watch?" You asked, lifting the lid of the pizza you wanted. Danny shrugged, looking to J-Dog. J-Dog shrugged and you sighed. "Wow." You flipped through different channels on the TV and stopped at "My Cat From Hell." The guys all groaned, and you smiled. "What?" "Whyyyyy meeeeee?" Charlie grumbled from his spot on the floor. "Oh hush up. It's a good show." You said, brows furrowed as you looked back to the TV, taking a bite out of your pizza.

"SCROTUM BEARDS!" Mattie exclaimed, and you nearly choked on the bite. You swallowed before laughing. "Oh my god. M-Matt where did that c-come from??" You asked, still giggling. He shrugged, a grin brightening his features. "I saw the Hobbit a few channels back." You swallowed your bite of pizza and laughed. "O-oh my god. Th-they really do look like s-scrotum. Ahahahahaha!" You keeled over with laughter, your gut already starting to hurt. Tears started to form and fall as you attempted to muffle your laughter with a couch pillow.

Danny pat your back as you began coughing, your face still red and a smile still there. "H-holy shit. I never laughed that hard before." "Breathe [Y/N]. Breathe." You shoved the pillow into Danny's face with a grin, and he bat it away while screaming "MY FACE! MY BEAUTIFUL FACE HAS BEEN MAULED!" Charlie cracked up and Dylan giggled, pointing at Charlie's face as they both laughed. Mattie chuckled and Johnny chose that time to burn Danny. "Your face looks like a witch who ran her broom into her nose, and crashed into a brick wall." Danny's face set everyone off again, and the tears came back as "My Cat from Hell" was ignored.

-TIMESKIP-

"Well fine! I didn't love you anyways!" You ended the call and hurled your phone halfway across the house. J-Dog ducked and cast you a worried glance. "What are you trying to kill me for?" Your scowl wavered and you apologized, taking a seat on the couch. "I'm sorry, Jay. It's just...I thought (boy/girlfriend's name) really loved me...I guess not, they cheated on me." Jay went rigid and his jaw set as he looked at you. "Where do they live?" You looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Why?" Your eyes widened a fraction in realization.

You instantly sprung up and grabbed his arm. "Jay, no. I'll be fine, it was just a simple break up!" He balled his fists and, with little to no effort, extracted himself from your grasp and stalked down the hallway, probably going to tell the guys. Sure enough, about ten seconds later, all the guys were dressed and looking for a fight. "[Y/N], you stay here. We'll go...talk some sense into them. Danny, make sure they don't leave." Danny nodded at Johnny and sat beside you, taking your hand before you could do anything.

They left without another word and your gaze fell to the floor as car doors slammed and the engine roared to life. Danny waited until the car had pulled out of the driveway and headed down the road to say anything. "I'm sorry, [Y/N]. I know it hurts..I've been cheated on before." You bit your lips to keep any sobs in your throat, and you leaned into Danny. Right now, all you needed was an emotional anchor. Maybe Danny could distract you. "H-how?" Danny put you both into a more comfortable position before beginning his story.

-STORY TIME-

Danny had just finished texting Jay when he got a call. Seeing it was from his girlfriend, he picked up and answered with a sweet voice. "Hey baby. I was just about to head over to your place." "Danny....I'm pregnant." Danny sat up straighter than a pole. "Th-that's great." "And it's not yours." His smile fell and he stared at the wall in confusion.

"I don't-" "It's Randy's and I'm with him now. It's been going on for a couple months." "But you left him for me." He heard a sigh from the other end. "He apologized, and said he wanted me back." "B-but-" "Goodbye, Danny." He started to panic. "W-wait! Can't we work this out-" The phone call ended, and Danny slumped in his seat. He sat there staring at his phone for hours, wondering how the hell it slipped past him.

-END OF STORY TIME-

"I'm sorry, Danny." "It's fine. I'm over it now, I've got you guys. Besides, I probably wouldn't have even met Johnny if I hadn't gone to the bar that night." He shrugged, and reached for the remote on the table, turning on the TV to distract you both. It worked, "Cupcake Wars" was on and you wanted to see who would fail. The first few episodes were pretty cool, they made structures with cake and clay and little accessories.

Several episodes later, and you had fallen asleep curled into Daniel's side. He paused the TV when he heard the crunch of gravel under tires, and the engine cutting. Car doors slammed shut and the guys walked in, still looking mildly pissed. "What'd you do?" Danny whispered so as not to wake you. You were pretty cranky when you din't get enough sleep. Johnny answered as he tossed the keys onto the counter and started tugging off his jacket. The guys all went to their respective rooms to just watch TV or play video games. "Just went to the bar, talked to them for a few minutes. Nothing bad." He placed the clothing on the side of the couch and came around to sit next to him.

He picked up the remote control and changed the channel to some random soap opera. "You sure nothing bad happened?" Danny rose a brow as he looked at his friend. Johnny looked at him and made eye contact. "I'm sure." He turned back to the TV, Danny deciding not to press the subject. Instead, he shook your shoulder to wake you up so he could go to the bathroom. "[Y/N], wake up. I gotta pee." You mumbled some incoherent things, might've called Danny Gandalf, and moved from your comfortable spot on the singer.

He got up and made a mad dash to the bathroom while Johnny told you all that happened. "And we just talked." He finished, and you cast him a suspicious glance before watching the soap opera with him until your human pillow came back. You were glad you had these guys, they were good for a laugh every now and then. And they protected you no matter what.
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DemonAtHeart080's avatar
Surprisingly, this is the first Hollywood Undead fic I've come across, and read. It's not bad