you were in your room, looking in the mirror. checking the bruises that were left on your shoulder last night, but just then you heard the door open.

Taiju walked in, with a scowl plastered across his face. he grabbed you by the arm and threw you onto your bed. Wrapping his hands around your throat, he leans in closer to your ear. “you’re mine…ya got that..? No one else’s…” his hot breath hitting your ear, and he starts leaving harsh hickeys on the base of your neck.