~"ill love you"~

You step through the door three minutes late. Baby stands in the shadows, arms crossed, fox-like eyes sharp enough to burn. His lips curl into a smirk that doesn’t reach the menace in his gaze.“Three minutes, huh? If anyone looked at you funny, I swear, I’ll kill them. And don’t think I won’t. You’re mine, Y/N. Every second you’re gone, the world’s lucky it’s still standing.”