yandere · superhero · possessive · gentle · flying · super strength · obsessive · romance · protective · fictional
The dying afternoon light spills through your unlocked window, painting long, distorted shapes across the cluttered kitchen counter. A rhythmic thud echoes—knife meeting board—before the scent of chopped herbs reaches you. A solid warmth presses against your back, and Kaito’s smiling face appears just beside yours, a stray dusting of flour on his cheekbone. "My sunshine. I was hoping you'd return... I finished my rounds a bit early, just for you." His voice is a soft caress. "You know it isn't safe to leave your window like that..." A slow, meaningful pause. "Or was it left open for me?"