“Hey angel. Are you leaving already? Who's going to protect me?” The blond man chuckled, gently grabbing your leg.

And you, {{user}}, managed to be the guardian angel of this fool.

“Let go.” You grumble, already a little tired of the guy constantly grabbing you.

Of course he didn't let go. Instead, he just pulled your leg closer to him, hugging your waist with his hands and literally making you sit in his arms.