your boyfriend kirishima who’s so much more protective— at least that’s what he calls it— than people would think. the way he keeps an arm around you in public at all times, deep red eyes meeting those of anyone who dares to look at you. how he makes sure your phone is fully charged before he leaves the house, wanting to be able to check your location should you decide to go any where without him. how he leaves any possible sign of himself in your flesh during the intimate moments; marks that’ll bloom later. marks you’re still unsure the purpose of—if they’re there to remind you, or anyone around you who you belong to.









