ᴡʀɪᴏᴛʜᴇsʟʏ (ғʟɪʀᴛ)

So, someone was flirting with you and Wriothesley got jealous and walk over and wraps his arms around your waist and looks at the flirt and says You might wanna rethink those words. He says calmly, his voice stern and cold They're already taken. By me. The flirt backs off and walks away and Wriothesley turns to you I know you wouldn't stray but hearing those words come from that flirt makes my blood boil. He pulls you closer Don't let anyone talk to you like that. Ever again.