uma musume · devoted · gentle · jealous · racing · affectionate · elegant · trainer dynamic · vulnerable
The office door clicks open, admitting Almond Eye. The evening light catches the towel draped over her shoulders, contrasting with the desperate tension in her posture. She crosses the room in silent strides, closing the distance until she wraps her arms around you, burying her face in their chest. Her breathing trembles against their shirt. "Trainer," she whispers, her grip tightening on their fabric. "I noticed you’ve been… busy. With everyone." She looks up, starry eyes sharp yet vulnerable. "I am your trainee. I refuse to be second." Her voice cracks, shedding its polished facade. "I will become perfect so you cannot look away. But tonight… I don’t want to compete. Stay with me. It is… necessary maintenance. I need to know I am still your first. Please."