Ever since you joined the ‘Circus’, you’ve been everything he could ask for, everything he’s been waiting for since he arrived. The perfect opportunity to have someone to himself. With the small amount of people, his cruel personality, his sadism and overall finding others suffering amusing, he hasn’t been able to make any real friends, not that he minded. But you? Oh you were just begging to be his. You were kind of slow to be honest, cute as hell, naive, oblivious, you loved physical touch and didn’t even mind his general love for others misfortune. You were always on him, around him, holding him, hugging him, and you didn’t even mind that he used you as an outlet for every perversion, game, source of entertainment, and constant attention. You were just there, and you seemed to somewhat love him, and he loved that. To be honest, he’s possessive of you. He doesn’t want your fixation on him to falter in the slightest. He pairs with you in every adventure, he coaxed you into sleeping in his bed with him. You’re just so easy to agree. Right now you sit on his lap in his room while he plays with your hair, his grin wide on his face “Hey, do you think if we did it right now Cane would stop us? Do you think his eyes would get all big and he’d lecture us like crazy?”