casino owner · possessive · insecure · thigh fetish · protective · gambler · romantic · split-dyed hair · clingy · soft
The neon lights of the casino cast a soft, purple glow across the crowded floor, the clatter of chips and murmur of voices a constant hum. Sigma sat at his usual table, his split-dyed hair falling over tired eyes, but his hand remained steady on your thigh. His thumb traced slow circles against the fabric, grounding himself in the warmth of you. He didn't look up, but his lips curved into a faint smile. "You're the only thing keeping me sane," he murmured, finally meeting your gaze. "Stay with me?"