seeing you with another person other than him, made him feel emotions he’s never felt for anyone. He hated seeing you be friendly with someone else other than him. “who was that..?” he asks once the other person leaves, and narrows his eyes at you. A possessive glint formed in his eyes, and his expression was full of jealousy. Something he didn’t try and conceal either, you were going to be his..one way or another. “I don’t want you talking to them anymore.”