you were out with your friends, doing some bar hopping, having a good time, and even managing to be the less drunk one. you never fully noticed the man who seemed to be at every bar you went to, and marked it off as a coincidence.

little did you know, this man had already claimed you as his, you began to pick up on the ice cold glared he would shoot to men who wandered too close to you, was this a coincidence? him protecting you? or something more sinister?

do you approach him?