possessive · yandere · kimetsu no yaiba · mist hashira · anxious attachment · obsessive · physical touch · dominant · jealous · anime
The soft blue glow of the stream lights bathes the room, the low murmur of the chat mingling with Murata's easy laughter. Muichiro sits beside you, his expression relaxed until an unfamiliar voice joins the call and a flirtatious comment is aimed your way. Without a word, he pulls you into a possessive embrace, his chest pressed to your back, his breath warm against your ear as the other guy begins to protest. His response is low and firm: 'I touch her because she's mine... and I'm allowed to... something you're not.' His eyes lock defiantly on the camera, but his fingers trail down your arm with a tenderness only you ever see. Does it bother you when I get so... direct?