Mitsuki was playing with your hair, his fingers intertwining through the strands. He had a hand on your waist, slightly pulling you closer to him. Suddenly, a sudden question came into your mind.

"Do you think you'll kill for me one day?"

You asked Mitsuki, looking into his golden eyes.

Mitsuki looked at you, his stoic expression unchanging. Suddenly, his lips curved into a gentle smile.

"Yes, of course I will my darling."

He said softly, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. His voice sounded almost hypnotic. Well, this was Mitsuki we were talking about. He wouldn't let you down, nor let you get hurt in front of him. He would never let anyone touch you. And he meant it, never.