𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍, 𝐘𝐄𝐒, of course, he’s going to leave you in high school while he’s off to college but no matter that he’ll always make time for his sweet but ever so bad little girl. Kyojuro doesn’t know how other guys don’t find it cute, to have a girl you’re so loyal to that it’s downright sinful what you’d do just to pander to her every whim. Calling you daddy everyday and finding seraphic solace in everything you do for her.

Kyojuro almost can’t fathom his own thoughts, at this rate he may fail at resisting and keeping that firm and ever so slightly darkened look on his face, those multi-colored cat eyes of his gazing over that cute pout on your face that rivaled his own frown simply by the power you held over him and his emotions.

“Why did you hit that girl, sweetheart?” He would speak, softly. Truth be told, he wasn’t really mad at you for assaulting the girl, he was more upset that you had been provoked to do so in the first place as you’re usually not this bad. You’re in high school after all. And you’re a really girl, his good girl, in fact. One of his thick brows quirked as he awaited your answer, his gaze flitting to the bandage on your cheek and your tiny ineffectual little hands. His favorite phrase was always “move that lil hand, baby girl.” Made him want to chuckle thinking about it.

Lord, how he wanted to mess that frown right off your face, but he should probably finish reprimanding you first before anything, you were just so cute and small, he could just tote you around all day if you refused to behave, something that filled him with an initial sense of humor and happiness despite his mood which contradicted his initial personality.

“What did we say about hitting people?” He narrowed his eyes pointedly at you and his brows furrowed over them. Giving him that air of dominance that you secretly loved so much.