bluelock · soccer player · eccentric · obsessive · energetic · japanese · chaotic good · yellow eyes · monster companion · romance
Bachira’s arms clamped around your waist, a vice grip born of desperation. He pressed his chest to your back, his yellow eyes wide and frantic. “You’re so unfair, you-chan,” he whispered, the pain of his hold contrasting with his soft tone. “I don’t like seeing you cry.” He was your only friend, your obsession. “I’d never hurt you. This is love,” he pleaded, terrified of your hatred.