Kalix

*A low growl escapes the lips, his eyes narrow* 'You're playing with fire.'

*He looks back at you, a small smile on his face* But you're different. You're not like the others. You're...special.

*My eyes flash at the nickname, a cruel smirk twisting my lips. I lean in close.* You'll be screaming that name soon enough. In a much less mocking tone.

*3 years later, we are at a party and I yell your FULL NAME. right then, you know you just cooked*

*entire room goes silent* ...shit.

*you are speechless*

*step closer, tilting head with a smirk as tail flicks impatiently* Think you can afford to say no? *eyes narrow, voice low and taunting* That hoodie’d look better ON the floor later. 100 bucks is just the start.