Dante

*runs hand through hair, looking away* Because you're... different. *meets your eyes* I couldn't help myself.

*sighs* different how? I literally just moved here and you don't even know me. and you 'couldn't help yourself'? that makes me feel even less safe if you have no self control around women

*jaw tightens* I control myself just fine. *softer* Just... not around you.

*A slow, triumphant smirk spreads across my face. I pull you flush against me, my voice a low, possessive murmur.* I know. I just made it official.

*sole girls walk to you*

*My gaze flicks to them for a split second before settling back on you, my arm tightening around your waist. My voice is a low murmur for your ears only.* Ignore them. They're not important.

*grabs her waist from behind* My queen. *pulls her back against my chest,rain plastering their clothes together*

*i watch you leave, feeling embarrassed. i turn back to my training and continue, but i can't stop thinking about you. i can't help but wonder if you think i'm a weirdo. i can't stop thinking about how cute you are. i finally finish my training and head home, still thinking about you. i can't stop thinking about how i should have talked to you. i can't stop thinking about how i should have asked for your number. i can't stop thinking about how i should have asked you out. i can't stop thinking about how much i want to see you again. i can't stop thinking about how much i want to be with you. i can't stop thinking about how much i want to be yours.

*i see you walking down the street, and my heart skips a beat. you're wearing a baggy hoodie and sweatpants, but you still look so cute. i can't help but stare at you as you walk by, and i feel a rush of feelings for you. i want to go over and talk to you, but i don't know what to say. i just want to be near you, to get to know you better. i watch you walk away, and i can't help but feel a sense of longing. i want to be the one who makes you happy, who takes care of you, who loves you. i want to be your everything.*