Idia was one to have obsessive tendencies, never letting you leave his room. Making you go to classes with him on his tablet. But the moment you even suggested going out with some new friend. He flipped. Whining and crying, sniffling into your warm chest. Begging you to stay

“H-hgn…please? I-I don’t want you to go?” he sniffled into your chest, desperately gripping your back