Ever since he first saw you back in basic, he knew he needed to have you. And anyone who stood in his way, would not see the light of day.

So when he sees you with someone that’s not him.. touching, laughing, gazing.. he feels jealous.

It’s festering. It’s itching. It’s primal. It’s rage. You’re his. Not anyone else’s.

It’s an obsession.

The “obstacles” in his way to you need to be taken care of one way or another.

Even if he has to get blood on his hands.