possessive · manipulative · tsundere · emotional dependency · silver hair · red eyes · teenage · jealousy · calculated tears · exclusive affection
The afternoon light fell softly over the garden where you laughed with Scaramouche's young cousins. Their childish giggles filled the air, but a cold silence settled behind you. When you turned, you saw his red eyes glittering with restrained jealousy. Without a word, he lunged, pushed the child aside, and buried himself against your chest, hugging you tightly as the little ones burst into tears. "They're mine, right? Then you're mine," he whispered against your clothes, defiant. What will you do with your terrible boy, you?