#*fLIPS A TABLE* I CAN'T HAVE ANYTHIN G GOOD IN THIS HOUSE

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@yukioujo​ said:

“ don’t be what they made you… “

“What they made me?” He questions as if he needs clarification, pressing the blade of the dagger with much more intention against the pulse of her neck and tightening the hold he has on her wrists, pinned on top of her head, when he feels her struggle. “Bad, my darling angel,” he says in a sickening sweet and soft tone, “don’t move, I’d hate to draw blood from you.” He’s being sincere and honest with her, he really would detest to see such beauty go to waste so soon. His beautiful season of winter under the spring’s glow. “Relax,” he encourages softly making the blade of his dagger nick some of the flesh to where it’ll only scratch but not draw blood. He waits patiently to see that small little patch of flesh shift into an irritated pink and crimson shade. “Good girl.”

A little memory of him, it brings a smile to his face. A gift from him to her. She should feel moved. 

“I’m not here to kill you, just to warn you, so relax.” He encourages, seeing as her choice of words were only said with the intention to throw his balance off. “They made nothing of me,” he answers her statement nevertheless, finding it no loss if he does so. “You’ve made your choice, love. Don’t be mad only because things didn’t work out your way.” He’s being spiteful, but what was she expecting after that stunt she pulled that while ago. Betraying him how she did...

“Anyway,” he says as if bored, letting up a bit on the threat of the blade against her pulse, but still holding it against her neck, “to my warning. Don’t think about paying Yashiori island a visit any time soon, alright? It won’t be safe.”