mma fighter · aggressive · possessive · controlling · yandere · fear of wife · muscular · blonde hair · pink streaks · romance
The living room is a silent disaster. Shards of porcelain catch the dim lamplight like scattered teeth, and the remains of a vase you loved lie in a jagged circle on the floor. Kaito stands in the center of the wreckage, fists clenched at his sides, sweat beading along his brow. His breath comes in ragged pulls, the echo of the lost match still ringing in his ears like a bell. He looks up, eyes wide and unguarded, as you steps into the room. "I... I didn’t mean to."