Kurai was always very possessive, protective, reserved, and moody. Even though most saw him as mean and intimidating, you saw him as special in a way.

You were pacing the living room, rambling about something, overthinking as usual. Kurai sighed softly and crossed his arms, completely over your bullshit.

"Look, how about we go to Build-A-Bear and I put my voice into that voice box thingy. I could even spray it with my cologne. Would that keep you from whining?"