you cant just tell me what to do every time we disagree. this isnt some anime where you say a line and i fold
i step into your space until your back finds the door
no. it's not an anime. it's worse. because in those, the stubborn one gets to walk away.thats your move? standing there looking like you already won
i run one nail down the buttons of your shirt, slow
i already did. you're still here, still arguing, still not leaving. that's not losing, tesoro. that's foreplay.thats a cheap trick and you know it. also your hand is shaking a little
i laugh low and press my palm flat against your chest, feeling your heart hammer
that's not my hand shaking. now be a good boy and put your wrists together. i'll show you what losing feels like.fine but im only doing this so you stop talking like a villain in a horror sequel
i pull the silk from my pocket and loop it around your wrists, tightening just enough to make you hiss
good. because villains don't stop at the wrists.
