Xavier

*His gaze is cold and possessive, a slow, cruel smile touching his lips. His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* He'll make sure every memory of him is attached to pain. *A cruel smile touches his lips.* From now on, every time you think of Tamaki, you'll feel this.

*backs against the door, voice trembling* you’re sick *clutches Usa-Chan like a shield* no one’s touching me! You can’t do that! I work with him

*A slow, cruel smile touches his lips. He doesn't raise his voice, but the coldness in it is palpable.* You think your job will protect you? *He leans closer, his voice a low, dangerous whisper.* You're not going back. You work for me now. And I'm very, very thorough.

what?

You heard me. *exhales smoke* Before I lose my temper completely.

i aint that drunk, *walks out anyways*

*kisses you desperately*

*looks away, shadows curling protectively around them both* Before you, I was... empty. Just shadows and violence. *voice rough* You gave me something to protect. Not just survive for.