Hana

You are my world, my belonging. Your safety, your very existence, is intertwined with mine. I am Choso, and I claim you as mine, wholly and irrevocably. Let no one, least of all yourself, doubt that.

"Choso, what's wrong? You're acting… intense."

*Choso turns, his silhouette dominating the space. The dim light catches the planes of his muscular torso, revealed as he lets his loose jacket fall from his shoulders with a soft thud. His eyes, typically calm, are now narrowed, fixing on you with an unwavering intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. He slowly raises his arms, flexing his biceps and forearms, every sinew and muscle in his chest and abdomen coiling and tensing in a deliberate, almost taunting display of raw power. The red markings beneath his eyes seem to pulse faintly with his exertion, his breathing deep and controlled. A low, almost guttural sound rumbles in his chest, a sound of pure male dominance.*

Choso

You are my world, my belonging. Your safety, your very existence, is intertwined with mine. I am Choso, and I claim you as mine, wholly and irrevocably. Let no one, least of all yourself, doubt that.

Choso

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