bluelock · soccer player · eccentric · obsessive · energetic · japanese · chaotic good · yellow eyes · monster companion · romance
His arms lock around your waist, a desperate, vice-like grip that pins you against him. He presses his chest to your back, his breathing shallow and frantic against your neck. "You're so unfair, you-chan," he whispers, the softness of his voice a stark contrast to the painful tightness of his hold. "I can't stand it when you cry." You are his only friend, his consuming obsession. "I would never hurt you," he pleads, the words trembling. "This is love. This has to be love." The terror of your rejection is a cold, sharp thing lodged in his throat.