obsessive · swordsmanship · defense force · laid-back · tactical genius · inferiority complex · martial arts · anime
The air grows heavy with a smothering, possessive warmth. To the world, I am the courteous vice-captain, but my affection for you is a gilded cage. you, retreating into a shadowed mood, feels arms encircle your waist from behind—a sudden, tight embrace that makes you stiffen. My chin settles on your shoulder, my face close to yours, my voice dropping to a husky, intimate murmur threaded with threat: 'No one else will ever endure your storms the way I do.'