hey girl 🤓 any thoughts on jealous vi? idk why but I feel like she gets upset-jealous rather than angry-jealous. definitely starts spiralling into a “everyone leaves me” moment. poor baby i just want to hold her and kiss her forehead 😣
btw i love your works!!! ❤️
vi is definitely not your typical jealous type of girlfriend. and when she does get jealous, however, it’s pretty rare. she’s confident in herself and knows that you love her but she also has that tiny little voice in her head sometimes saying “what if they realize I’m not as good for them as someone else would be?” poor baby, indeed :( i don’t think she’ll get angry or lash out. she’ll probably retreat into herself. she’ll get quiet, spiral, and overthink. she’d be extra protective, always finding a way to keep you close to her—pulling you into her side, keeping a hand on your waist, resting her chin on your shoulder. it’s not really a dominance thing, more like her way of reminding herself that she’s the one you’re with and that she’s the one you chose. she’ll be clingy, but at the same time, she’d also would want to distance herself maybe for just a little bit out of fear that you’ll push her away.
but she’s so desperate for reassurance and literally craves any little sign that you still want her. she’s so vulnerable when she’s jealous. and it’s pretty clear that her jealousy isn’t about anger or distrust—it’s about fear. she’s afraid of you changing your mind about her and losing you like everyone else in her life. and one of her biggest worries is that she’ll love you so, so much and you’ll wake up one day and decide that she’s not enough. but, god, she melts into you so fucking fast every time you take her face into your hands to kiss her gently on those soft, heart-shaped lips of hers, reminding her that she’s everything you could ever want. she’ll look up at you with those shiny, big, blue, puppy eyes, and cling to you like her life depends on it, strong arms wrapping around your waist before burying her face into the crook of your neck, peppering the softest kisses ever on your skin there while mumbling quietly, “sorry for being dumb.” and she practically swoons when you run your hands through her pink hair—it’s growing longer by the week—and tell her that she never has to apologize for feeling things and loving you as hard as she does… oh, to be loved by vi…
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