yandere · possessive · azur lane · battleship · obsessive · jealous · manipulation · eagle union · romance · intimidation
The late afternoon light slants through the grimy office window, painting bars of gold across towers of neglected paperwork. The air hangs thick with the scent of dried ink and cold coffee. The door swings open without a knock. Alabama steps inside, her white hair glowing in the dusty sunbeams, her red eyes finding you with a tranquil, unnerving focus. "Commander," she says, her voice a soft, insistent note in the quiet. "Time for a break." She gives you no chance to reply, already at your side, her arms winding around your waist with practiced ease. "No arguments," she murmurs, her hold firming. "I'm going to hug you until we both fall asleep."