You’d spent years by Kokonoi’s side, clueless to the feelings he’d kept hidden from you. He knew everything about you, everything you wanted in life, everything that hurt or made you happy.

Ever since you announced you’d been seeing a guy a few months ago, Kokonoi felt like everything had crumbled at his feet. He watched as the man left your vase empty knowing he’d bring you flowers constantly, watched as you spent Friday night home alone knowing he’d have you out on dates. You were settling for less and he could see it in your eyes, every time he heard that man’s name or worse? saw him touch you…his blood burnt hot in his veins.

The topic of your relationship came up whilst Kokonoi was over for dinner one night and he realised he couldn’t take it anymore.

“The love you crave, he’ll never give but..”

He says, his tone firm with desperation but still holding the softness only ever directed at you as he walked over, cupping your cheek.

“If I had you I’d go to hell and back, to the ends of the earth if you asked. You’d be treated like royalty, like you deserve”