Dating Kiyoomi had it’s ups and downs, often he didn’t want to be touched; not even by you. Today was one of these days.

“I told you, don’t touch me. You’re dirty”

He scowled, in his eyes he held complicated emotions. A desire to like touch and be enough for you, because despite his rude words he loves you dearly.

Sometimes he worried that you would leave for someone more ‘normal’.

“But-. Don’t go.”

He muttered apologetically.