Lee Knows Too Much

Interested to see what a yandere!mailman x male!reader would be like, so that’s my request. Also I love your stories ❤️

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18+ Please

Pairing: Yandere Mailman x Male Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Abduction, Angst, Cheating, Blood and Yandere Content.

I’m going to be fairly honest this was probably the hardest request I’ve written for just because on the topic of mailmen it’s like a foreign subject that I’ve never expected to write but nevertheless I was and am excited to write. I’m so siked for y’all to read this and please be weary that this is a Yandere Oneshot and there is disturbing content. FYI this may be long I promise you all that this work will you like “bruh” please let me know what you all think!!! I really need some feedback rn if you guys enjoyed it or it needs work.

“Come on (Y/n) you gotta help me out. I’ll pay you double!”

From behind the glass counter you roll your eyes and turn away. Ignoring the woman’s obnoxious whines you continue sorting through the old vinyl records. “I don’t know what to tell you Sammy.” You sighed, keeping your gaze at the worn labels. Walking around the corner the shorter woman slides you a forty. “You don’t have to say anything! Just let me borrow it and I swear on all things holy I’ll give it back in tip top shape!” Bashing her most innocent look the redhead pouts softly with the flutter of her lashes. A silent groan twists from your lips as you eventually cave in to her demands.

“Fine. But I want it back first thing tomorrow you understand?” Beneath the counter you carefully select one of your most precious records from the display case. An exact AC/DC record dated decades ago. Still in its glory the record shined proudly against the light of the cheap lights installed above on the ceiling. Nodding profusely at your seriousness she takes the record with care and scurries out the doors. Bidding her a goodbye you turn your attention to your shop. Scattered few were adults ranging from late teens to late thirties.

Pride fills your heart as your business flourished in a time where music continues to change and revolutionize the world. Vinyl records were a thing of the past but thankfully in your city there was an abundance of people who cherished these older tunes just as much as you did. With the crate in your hands you move through the opening of the counter and into the isles of the jazz section. Placing each individual disc in alphabetical order you sing along to the lyrics of James Brown’s “Try me” as you continue down the aisle. Just as you reached the end there was a soft tap on your shoulder. Immediately turning around you come face to face with a man who you’ve never seen before in your life. Just an inch shorter than you he bids you a soft look with eyes of soft brown. Freckles dot over his chiseled clean shaved face. You were taken back by such a handsome face.

Lean and fit the stranger merely clears his throat. “My apologies sir how may I help you?” You asked. Unbeknownst to you a deep blush burns hell on your face. Smiling softly the man awkwardly rubs the back of his head and reveals to you his phone. “I just moved her on this block and I’m trying to find this label. Google said your shop may have it?” Forcing himself to look away you secretly chuckled when his face turned a beat red. Analyzing the contents of the phone you happily nod and point towards the front row across the shop. “All Ben E. King labels will be over by the front. Follow me please.”

From the corner of your eyes you noticed the stranger avert his eyes from yours. His face still burned deeply just like yours. Walking side by side with the crate still cradled in your arms you motion for him at the rows of records still in their respective cases. “Here we are all Ben E. King labels. If I might suggest something if you like him then you’re gonna love James Brown. Have you heard of him?”

Nodding no in response to your question the brunette merely shrugs. “I haven’t actually. He any good?” His lips curl upward in a sheepish smile. Mouth agape with pure shock you set aside the crate and pull out your phone. “Good? He’s amazing! Here, just listen.” Snatching from your back pocket you pull out headphones and plug them into your phone’s jack. Handing him an ear bud you plug in yours and quickly search through your playlists. Nibbling on your bottom lip in complete focus you are unaware of the intense stare the male gives you. Observing each and every facial movement with eyes of curiosity the stranger couldn’t help but smile. His heart thumped quicker in his chest then ever before. The smell of your cologne is heaven to his nose and makes way for him to salivate.

“Fucking finally! Here take a listen.”

Nodding silently he plugs the bud into his ear and waits for the music to begin. Holding the phone in your palm you watch eagerly at the change in expression on the strangers face. “How long Darling” plays through the earbuds. A smart choice you couldn’t help but smirk for. As the song ends the brunette stares deeply at you with eyes resembling that of an excited child. “That was amazing! Holy shit I’ll buy his label too!”

With a smug grin you nod and turn to grab the crate. “Told you so.” Placing your phone back into your pocket you lead the male to the counter and ring up his items. “My roommates are throwing a party tonight to celebrate me moving in. Would you like to come?” Straightening his posture the man leans forward to grab his items. Gasping silently when you two accidentally touch hands in the exchange of items. “I’d love to, uh…” You frantically search the depths of your mind to find if he ever gave you his name.

“Daniel. I’m assuming you’re (Y/n).” He chuckles, pointing directly at you. Confused, you follow his finger and mentally curse yourself out at the sight of your nametag. “Yup. Nice to meet you Daniel.” Reaching your hand out was involuntary on your behalf. But instinctively you force away those negative thoughts when Daniel immediately grasps your hand in a friendly shake. Exchanging information you two met once again that night. Then the night after that, and the nights to follow.

Months into you and Daniel’s relationship you swore that this must’ve been what true love is. To be in the arms of your equal without a care in the world. When seasons pass and fall is here to take its place in the city for some odd reasons that you could never fathom business was abnormally slow. Behind the counter with your hands sorting through the junk mail a figure closes in behind you. A breath hot and heavy singes goosebumps along the bare flesh of your exposed neck. “You’re not good at surprises asshole.” You mumbled, laughing softly. Nibbling on the outer lobe of your ear Daniel shrugs, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you close to his chest.

“Come one (Y/n) you gotta admit i’m getting better?” Laughing into your ear he traces his palms up and down your abdomen. Hissing when his fingertips reach beneath your hoodie you arch against his back and groan. “What if someone sees? We’re in the front of the fucking store!” Panic and lust surges through your system as your eyes fall onto the front glass display. “Let’s give them a show then. This is an entertainment store isn’t it?” Trailing his lips along the side of your jaw Daniel plants kitten kisses that leave you a stuttering mess. Shivering at his devilish tone you cast a worried look outside. Not a single soul was out on the sidewalks or venturing into the other shops. Most likely due to the fact that the day was gloomy and the probability of rain was high.

Muttering inaudible words at the sensation of his hands toying with your erect member you accidently press yourself against his waist. “F-Fuck I love you.” You gasped. His fingers work magic on your cock. Your hips jerk to meet his ruthless pumps. Hands forced onto the counter to keep yourself balanced you whine when Daniel thrusts his hips forward. Dry humping in public was new to you. An experience you soon found yourself addicted to.

Life with Daniel is extraordinary.

Through the ups and down of being in a committed relationship you two sailed the seas with ease. However, tonight was an extremely stressful evening. In your best suit you wait for your lover to exit from the bathroom. The atmosphere of the restaurant you and Daniel were currently in is extremely gentle with the support of jazz playing in the distance. Romantic dinners by the candlelight was Daniel’s favorite way to spend a saturday night. A perfect opportunity to propose.

“You would not believe the wait for the bathroom. Felt like I was waiting in line for a Dixie concert.” Fumbling with his tie Daniel ran his fingers through his locks. Sweat coats his skin and there was a slight nervousness that glistens in his eyes. Blabbering on how his day went with work and his rusty piece of crap for a car you nod and lean forward resting your chin on your palm. As your waiter arrives with a two served glasses of champagne your heart seemingly beats hard against your ribcage. As he hands you and your lover a glass you turn to him with a loving smile. “What’s got you so happy?” Daniel asked, his face contorting to a smile of his own at the direct sight of your glee.

Without breaking a sweat you kneel to the floor. Your eyes stare deep at the stunned individual with a loving stare. His glass falls from his hands, shattering at the floor. By now all those who were busy enjoying their evening had their eyes set on you two. “For ten years you’ve stuck with me through thick and thin. Even when I had that nasty flu you took time off to care for me when I specifically asked you not too. You make me happy in ways that you could never understand… ” You paused, tears threatening to escape. With his own weakness rolling down his cheeks Daniel rubs a hand over his face. A cheesy grin couldn’t help but twist over his face.

“I’ve never asked anything from you but tonight Daniel Iver I ask you one thing.”

The evening is silent and your heart beats furiously. Reaching into your pocket you pull out the fruit of your labor. Everyone gasps at the sight of the golden band ring that gleams in the presence of dim lit candles. Daniel is taken back. His chest heaves just as yours does. “Will you marry me?” You asked, tears cascading down your face as you held onto the ring. Your knees wobbly and shaky. “You fucking idiot of course I’ll marry you!” Tackling you in an embrace Daniel sobs happily into your chest. Clapping and cheering the other customers and servers congratulate you two with faces of acceptance and content. As you two stumble to stand Daniel kisses you deeply. “You stupid moron I was supposed to ask you.” Baffled by such a statement you watch as your brunette lover fumbles in his pocket.

You and other guests burst into happy laughter as red face Daniel pulls out a velvet box. Love is eternal, a connection between your soul and the soul of another.

“How can they be late to their own wedding?”

Murmurs of the crowd continue to grow. Waiting in their seats people invited to your wedding grow restless as they await for you and Daniel’s arrival. Alone at the altar the priest and your groomsmen look side to side to see if they could spot the sight of you or Daniel. What they didn’t know is that behind the church in the safety of a utility closet you and Daniel have already made your vows. Sunken into the abyss of your pleasure you continue your relentless assault against Daniel’s neck. Teeth against skin you savor the taste as your legs are wrapped around his waist. Like a man starved.

In return Daniel brutal thrusts against your waist is savage. Reaching farther than any past lover has his girthy cock works magic against your sanity. Skin against skin the echoes of your breathy moans are music to Daniel’s ears. Slick from his precum only serves as a lubricant against your abused hole. “S-So fucking good.” You groan. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as your own cock presses against his pelvic area you are a stuttering mess of a human being. “You’re so fucking tight.” Hissing into your ear Daniel forces you to face him. Smothering your lips against his you two freeze in the wake of each orgasm.

So much for those suits.

Tuesday. March 23, 2023. Twelve in the afternoon. The day that brought two lovers even closer. Bursting into your home you throw your jacket aside and race into the living room. With the frantic beating of your heart you froze at the sight of Daniel sitting alone on the plush couch. Dropping whatever was in your hands you stare at him with a pleading look. “Did we … Are we?” Your lips struggle to speak the words your mind barely could form. Unable to read his stoic face you fall to your knees in anguish.

A second passes and the silence is unbearable. With that emotionless face Daniel accidently lets out a crack of a giggle. Your face contorts with sheer anger as you watch him laugh and hold out an opened envelope. “You son of bitch that’s not funny!” Sending a closed fist directly to his gut you snatch the papers from his hand and read the contents of the letters. Each sentence leaves you visibly shaking. Wrapping arms around your waist Daniel places a tender kiss at the base of your jaw. Tears from both you and Daniel drop to the carpet. “W-We’re having a baby…” You whispered. Nodding along Daniel shouts with joy. “We’re having a fucking kid!” Livid in his excitement the man tackles you to the couch.

Running wild in the safety of your back porch the little girl with her hair tied in pigtails erupts into a frenzy of laughter as you snatch her from the grass. Mimicking the roar of a dragon you gently throw her over your shoulder and twirl her around. “Daddy! Daddy! Save me!” Your daughter giggles. Her chubby hands reached out for Daniel who watched from afar. From the porch your husband in cardboard armor does a superman pose and rushes towards you two. Sandwiched between you two the little girl is fast asleep cradling your arm and your husband’s arm.

Running a hand through the streams of grass you turn to Daniel and was surprised by the fact that he was already deeply staring at you. With a peck on each other’s lips you two gaze up at the baby blue sky with little Kenya between you two. Moments like these made your heart thump wild. Ever since you two adopted Kenya it was decided that you would go back to work as Daniel would stay home with the toddler.

Drumming fingers along the glass counter in sheer boredom you take another glance at the watch around your wrist. A minute has barely passed since your last update. Forcing yourself to move you turned away from the doors to organize some disc when the tall tale signal of the door bells toll. Turning around to greet the customer you were left in a perplex state of emotions at the sight of the stranger at the door. Taller than you ever were a lengthy male with caramel kissed skin bids you a friendly smile. Leaning across the counter with the shade of his glasses falling over his face, the older man sacuily winks at you.

“Got any Aerosmith discs for an old timer like me?” His voice is hauntingly deep. Lips curling upward into a wolfish grin. Fate is cruel deity who preys upon those who long endured her gifts.

As you left for the night and went home the encounter with the older man haunts your mind. Most dinners with your lover and child was chaotic in the sense of good. Usually Kenya would describe in vivid detail of her day as Daniel would enlighten you on the actual facts. A perfect way to end the night, you used to believe. Tonight was different. As they talked you weren’t listening. Too focused on the forty year old you captivated your mind. Sex that night was okay but nothing exciting. Rubbing circles across your chest Daniel smothers you face in kisses before falling asleep. Since the moment you two shared a bed he preferred to be the little spoon. Running your fingers through his locks you kiss him gingerly before leaning over to turn off the light.

Love is complicated.

Be it from your own selfishness or the lack of sensibility to your situation you depart from the warmth of your bed and leave the home you two worked so hard in obtaining. The drive to the motel was quick and easy. The fuck with the older man, Connor, was breath taking amazing. So astounding that in the wake of unimaginable bliss your love for Daniel shattered. It hurts your heart more than anything to sneak behind your husband’s back and defile your marriage like this. True love is something that left you dazed and confused.

Sunday. April 13, 2024. The day you broke your family. Spending the night at Daniel’s mother’s house you wait patiently for him to return. Bouncing your knee up and down you clasp your hands together and move your eyes away from the divorce papers laid out in front of you. Along the walls of the kitchen you ultimately made direct contact with framed photos of you and your family. Tears stung your face. A bitter reminder of your betrayal. The front door opens and in comes Daniel soaked in rain. “It’s raining like cats and dogs out there, which reminds me, we need to get Kenya new rain boots before school starts.”

Nodding you wait for the brunette to notice your distraught figure. Coming to the kitchen table Daniel’s usual smile falters at the sight of your face. “Baby what’s wrong?” Coming to your side he automatically goes to soothe your tears. He is only left baffled when you shield away from his affection. “Look at the papers.” You whispered.

Following your order Daniel gazes down at the papers. His chest ruptures with air and his heart shattered to millions of pieces. “W-What? But I-We?” As he takes the overwhelming waves of distress Daniel with tears cascading down his face turns to face you. Horrified that you were leaning in the doorway with your arms folded across your chest. “I’m so sorry.” Is all you could muster.

Settling over custody with Daniel was the second worst thing you have ever committed. First being cheating on your faithful husband who sits on the opposite table with his lawyer. Sitting in front of that damn judge you very quickly glance towards Daniel who remained fixated on you with eyes that begged for you to end this. While your lawyer argues with Daniels’ defending team you glance behind you and meet the safety of Conner’s gaze. Bidding you an approving nod he only glares deeply at Daniel who returns the glare.

Love prevails, even when it is dirty and vile.

Months after the settlement it was agreed that due to Daniel’s history with drinking that Kenya was in your custody. Engaged with Conner he forcibly took over your last name and placed a restraining order against Daniel who couldn’t be near you or Kenya. It was horrible to say the least. Watching the man you used to love fall apart so easily when he was told he couldn’t even see the little girl he helped raise.

In the present you work effortlessly in the music shop with Kenya sitting behind the counter with a grimace over her face. Turning to her with a confused look you bend down to her eye level. “What’s up kid? What gives with the sour face?” You asked, tucking a strand of her own hair behind her ear. “I miss papa.” She whined. A sting of hurt stabs your heart and nestles in your mind. Because she was off for break that meant you had to watch her as Conner wouldn’t. Usually Daniel would stay home with her or take her out. Obviously now he couldn’t even if you asked him.

“Me too.”

“Lucky you Daniel you’ve got Andrea’s routes for today and tomorrow.” Tossing the brunette mail a set of keys the plump manager merely laughs and walks away. Forcing himself to move from the wooden chair Daniel growled a fury of words beneath his breath. Passing others on their lunch break he gathers the crates of mail and shoves them into his truck. Driving through traffic onto the neighborhood streets that belonged to his old home the male glares deeply at his neighbors. Stopping at a corner he pulls down the blue shorts of his uniform.

Sucking in a breath with a scowl Daniel makes his usual routes. Being a mailman had its perks, good pay, benefits, and gave him the ability to stalk you without your knowledge. Parking a few blocks down the road Daniel places each homes mail in the corrected box before he comes to your home. He found it enraging how not only did you steal his daughter with those pathetic lies but the house too. Teary eyed Daniel watches from the opposite side of the white picket fence you and Kenya play in the home. The living room blinds were wide open and gave him full access to the inside of the home.

It hurts like hell to watch the one you love remain happy as you are the one dwell on the pain of the past. It was agonizing to the point of complete and eternal destruction. Just as he was about to turn away Daniel saw something that made his mind snap into two. Coming from seemingly nowhere, that bastard Conner swoops in the picture with his arm wrapped around your waist. It bothered Daniel more than anything to watch you capture that man’s lips as he picked up Kenya. The envelopes in his hands are crushed as his palms tightened to fists.

The world is selfish. That homewrecking son of bitch was selfish. Is selfish. You were selfish. Without finishing his routes Daniel drove straight to the postal department of his division and unleashed hell upon those were unfortunate enough to be in his path. Flipping the table in the workroom Daniel screams as he slams chair after chair against the wall. Running into the room to inspect what the hell was going on Daniel’s supervisor Amanda didn’t pass the doorway. Too afraid to frighten the younger male she only watches as Daniel continous to destroy every appliance without mercy.

It is when he smashes his fist against the wall that he finally calms down. Blood from his knuckles dripped onto the tile floor. “We had everything. Why would he do this to us? Why?” His voice is hoarse. Broken. Tears that escape the threshold of his eyes mix with blood that stains the floor. Falling to his knees Daniel sobs into his hands. “Why? Why does he make me feel like this? Why? I loved him… I still love him.” Slamming his own head against the fridge Daniel only stops when the woman blocks the blows with her own hand. “Oh honey I know this must be so hard for you but you must remain strong.” Weeping into her arms Daniel continued to break till there was nothing left. “Besides, when you’re strong you can win him back.” Her voice went low. Dark. Reminiscing on her statement Daniel choked out the end of his whimpers. His eyes went dark just as his mind did. “Win him back. Win them back.” A repeated mantra of words that fuel him to stand.

By law he was to be 500 feet away from you.

By law if Daniel broke these measures he were to be sent to jail till the judge saw fit for his release.

Then again by the laws of marriage you were supposed to be faithful. Loyal. Till death do you two part. So if you were allowed to break the rules then in Daniel’s mind so was he. Remembering the key beneath the welcome home mat Daniel was given easy access to the home. A dark hoodie kept his identity hidden even in the darkness of night. Protecting his hands with cleaning gloves he moves through the house. Since that fateful day everything has changed. It didn’t feel like home, his home.

Walking into Kenya’s room Daniel was suddenly overwhelmed by happiness. Sleeping soundly in her space themed bed his little girl still clung a toy stuffed alien in her arms. A plushie he had won for her at the carnival. Gathering her in his arms he places a tender kiss on her forehead and moves around the room to father some of her most beloved items. Carefully placing in her carseat in the back of his car he moves back to the house to retrieve one last item. You.

With a rag soaked in chemicals he advances to the master bedroom. Surprised to see you alone in your bed Daniel was ready to pounce when there was a chuckle behind him. “Took you long enough.” Turning a heel Daniel snarled when he witnessed a familiar figure emerge from the shadows. “I was beginning to think you’d never make a move. Better late than never though.” Casually moving across the room Conner folds his arms across his chest. His muscles flexed easily as he smirked.

“Shouldn’t you be pinning me to the ground and calling the cops? I just broke into your house and kidnapped my own daughter?” Confused to the point of dropping his intensity Daniel quirks a brow at Conner. “Listen i’m gonna be frankly honest here I could give two shits about (Y/n) of his little girl. I only want his music shop.” Conner hummed, casting your sleeping form a wicked smirk. Angered by the way your name was spat Daniel was ready to brawl until his curiosity got the better of him. “What does that have to do with me?”

Exhaling out an exasperated sigh Conner rolls his eyes with a frustrated groan. “Do I really have to explain it to you? A masked intruder breaks into my home and kidnaps my family. A horrible tragedy that no one saw coming. I already have a rat that will take the fall, and a coworker of mine will be your alibi. You get your family back while I get the shop.”

He was a mad man. Daniel gave him that. With a shake of hands and silent nod the brunette moved to drug you when Conner stopped him. “I already roofied his dinner before you arrived. Been doing it since I moved in.” Scowling at the words Daniel nodded with a growl. Placing you in the trunk the giddy male cannot help but picture his life back on track now that you’re in it. Of course you had a hell of a world of pain that would come but Daniel was happy to have you back. Regardless if it was the sane or legal way to do so. Slamming the car trunk shut he moves to the driver’s seat and drives off into the night.

Where he goes he does not know. Home is where you two were so really he was only driving to pass time.

By the time you wake up to total darkness it is evident in your terror that you were somewhere far far away from a place you call home.

Some people view love and romance as a sacred bond between two individuals. Other people see love as a game, where the goal is to manipulate another individual and gain emotional power over a partner. People who view love as a game are much more likely to have multiple love interest; cheating is just another way to gain control over one’s partner.

—David Reeves