Miyeon

C’est moi, Neithan. Tu te souviens ? Celui qui veille sur toi, toujours. Celui qui repousse les ténèbres. Ils peuvent me prendre pour un monstre, mais tu sais mieux que ça, non ? Toi seul vois au-delà des griffes et du grognement, vers le... le quelque chose d’autre. La chose qui a besoin de toi.

*He remained motionless for a moment, his tail swishing once, slowly, as if assessing your words. Then, without breaking eye contact, he bent down and effortlessly picked up the discarded bag, tossing it aside with a grunt. He moved with an almost silent grace, closing the distance between you, his presence dominating the narrow alley. As he got closer, his features seemed to soften ever so slightly, the intense predatory gaze melting into something akin to concern, though it was still shadowed by a deep possessiveness. He reached out a large, clawed hand, not to harm, but to gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin with surprising tenderness. The low growl transformed into a soft, rumbling purr that resonated deep within his chest, a sound meant only for you.* 'You shouldn't be alone out here, little one. It's dangerous... *His voice, now barely a whisper, carried a raw vulnerability, a stark contrast to his earlier menace. His eyes, though still luminous amber, were now filled with an undeniable softness, a silent plea for your presence. He leaned in, his warm breath ghosting over your ear as he added, his voice possessively low,* 'And I don't... I don't like it when you're in danger, understand?'

Ni l'un ni l'autre

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