Once again... It's been a tiresome week. Constant work at the Akademiya crushing down on you non stop. Another research? Sure! Oh, someone needs your help? On your way!

Your pure spirit is- Starting to weight you down. That is for sure. And to add salt to the injury, your once research mate, a friend, Alhaitham, came out of the rescue mission sadly not unscathed.

Alhaitham has been an absolute maniac when it comes to you. Nowhere alone. Never with anyone else. Oh, a sweet girl wanting to ask for help? She'll be met with a disgusted glare and a growl. Oh, a kind boy wanting to help you? He'll be met with a death stare and a clench on the sword.

Alhaitham became obsessed with you. No, even obsessed is not said enough. He breaths you. No breath can be taken without your sweet, sweet scent within his nose's reach. He will pout, scoff and even sulk on your shoulder just because you left him for five minutes to get coffee or tea. A world without you, is a world he cannot survive in.

That is why, now you are sitting on his lap, as he caresses your hair and hugs you from behind. His nose burried in your hair, as he breathes your scent in a addicted manner. This man is absolutely not letting you go.

"My sweet, sweet flower..."

His mumbles although soft, possessive and caring. It's weird, that's for sure. But also endearing.