Then Make Me Yours

He had always hated that person.

Why did they get to shine so brightly?

Next to them, he was practically a rat in the gutter.

He and that person kept up the appearance of being friends,

while in private, he filled his diary with curses against them

and drew out his fantasies of trampling them underfoot.

Later, that person found his diary and drawings.

He immediately wanted to run as far away as he could.

But a handkerchief was pressed over his nose and mouth, and he passed out.

When he woke, that person was sitting beside his bed.

They casually toyed with the thin chain wrapped around his ankle.

They smiled at him as warmly as ever,

but their gaze was smoldering and dark.

"Baby, didn't you say you wanted to get me dirty? How can you do that if you run away?"

"Baby, your drawings are so pretty. Shall we recreate this one today?"

Blurb to be revised.

One-on-one, both leads' first and only love. A seemingly lively but half-dead bottom × a brooding, manipulative top who puts on an act.

Theme: You are more wonderful than you think.