"Do you have to go?" kyria questions, trailing after you anxiously as you got ready for work. a pout forming onto his pretty lips. "Can't you just stay home today?"

He's always like this, kyria hates being away from you, can't take the constant nagging in his gut to protect and hoard you all to himself.

There has to be a way to keep you home. To make sure you wouldn't leave him alone.