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"What do you mean you don't need it? You wanted it yes? I'll get it, your wants, my needs."
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Watching your screen with you as he barely focuses on it, his mind preoccupied as his ears tune into the sound of your breathing.
Alive, unharmed.
And only then will he allow himself to sleep, his body a shield for you. Protecting you from the outer world, whether you like it or not.
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SOFT NIKTO HCs Kinda! ! ! + Short scenes!!
I need him to fuse with me
Tw: mild mentions of possessiveness, overprotection. Spoiling, ooc nikto.
Nikto who doesn't struggle on pda because he's been through enough. Why would he waste time acting edgy when he could make sure you never have a reason to leave or run away?
"Come now lyubov', it's not safe to be far from me."
He says while his grip on your arm will be firm but never harmful. No matter what, even if he's mad its always firm, never painful. Fingers always interlaced and his scars act as added friction to keep your hand in his.
He doesn't even do it on purpose sometimes. If you ask, he will let go of your hand, reluctant nonetheless. But still, who is he to deny you a wish?
He wouldn't deny you of anything, years of torture had bared him of most preferences. AHe thought that as long as it wasn't cluttered it was fine.
Until he saw your room. Vibrant and alive, brimming with life, the room was loved.
He swore he could feel his heart squeeze.
He will buy you everything you want, everything. If you stare at something for a little too long he will buy it, he doesn't care that you say you didn't need it.
"What do you mean you don't need it? You wanted it yes? I'll get it, your wants, my needs."
On your birthdays he will buy you anything you look at, the only way to avoid a shopping spree is to stay inside yet even then anything you say in casual conversation will be bought.
"You wanted a weighted blanket, what else do you think this package is? Explosives? Not in our home, not with you moy lyubov'."
Acts of service and gift giving is almost always. To the point that it becomes a norm for you, good. He was aiming for that.
Shoot for the moon and catch a star brighter than any other.
His voice changes when he talks to you, especially at night. What can go from a,
"What do you think you're looking at?", To strangers to
"Absurd, no amount is too much to spend on you, love. Now you let me put it in the cart.>:(", to you.
Then at night he will be silent, preferring actions over words as he shifts closer to you on your shared bed.
His mind tired and foggy from the ordeals of the day as he wraps his arms around you. Chuckling a deep laugh that echoes through his whole body as he hears you complain, his arms are blocking your view.
Watching your screen with you as he barely focuses on it, his mind preoccupied as his ears tune into the sound of your breathing.
Alive, unharmed.
And only then will he allow himself to sleep, his body a shield for you. Protecting you from the outer world, whether you like it or not.