Teddies | Kanato Sakamaki x Reader

|| Alexithymia ||

The girl had some difficultly putting on the item of clothing, but she definitely didn't want to ask Kanato for help. The ties and the lace made the fastening all the Managing the dress on, (Name) huffed and looked in the mirror with distaste.

This was definitely not her style, and not something she would willingly choose to wear. Jeans and a crop top, that's what she'd wear; comfortable and it gives off a different feeling that this did. It was a feeling she preferred. Though, she didn't hate this outfit. Honestly, it did look okay on her from another's point of view. Just because she wasn't keen on it, doesn't mean it didn't look good.

Taking a proper look at the outfit, she saw how much she looked like a porcelain doll. The way she was dressed resembled the figures that her mother had collected and had on display in the girl's room.  Aside from the red streaks down her cheeks due to the tears, her herself would look just like a bigger version of those dolls. Thoughts of her mother came back to her, triggering more tears to prick at her eyes. Her mother loved her dearly, and they always spent time together. She couldn't even remember a time where the caring woman had ever raised her voice at her. 

It had been a while since she was in the room, and the male outside was getting a little annoyed at the time she was taking, "(Name)? Have you finished yet?" He questioned, standing outside the door. 

(Name) seemed to jump back to reality, wiping her damp eyes and cheeks. Taking a glance at the time, she noticed how much time had passed. Bundling up her clothes into a pile, the girl carried the outside the bathroom with her. As she did so, her gaze was directed at the ground, as she was embarrassed that anyone should see her in that outfit. It really didn't help her facade.

Immediately he grinned as he saw her. The attire was perfect on her! Even he was amazed at how good it looked. Kanato was wondering if the pastel colours would suit her, but they did perfectly! Plus, they matched up with the colour of her Bunny. Of course, he had planned that, but he hadn't planned if it would suit her or not. 

"It looks so good on you. Now sit over here please." He pointed back at the seat she was previously sat in. Resting on the chair, was the smaller box from earlier. Wondering what was inside of it, the girl walked over to it, lifting it up. 

He took it from her, sitting her in the chair, "Allow me to do it." Kanato spoke, putting the box by his feet as he knelt in front of (Name). "Do what? What are you doing?" Staring down with caution, she pulled her feet back to the sofa, worried he was going to do something bad. Grabbing her foot, he looked up at her, "Don't move, please." The request was more like an order, and she gave in near immediately, her foot relaxing.

He opened the box, unveiling a pair of doll-like shoes. They matched the dress perfectly, they probably came with it. The shoes were pink like the dress, with straps wrapping round the ankle and over the foot. On the end of the shoe, were lilac bows, one on each. Simplistically styled, yet they complimented the outfit well.

Strapping them on her feet, he fastened them tightly, yet not so tight that they began to hurt her feet. Standing her up, Kanato made sure that they weren't hurting her feet too much. After doing so, the male instructed her to sit on the stool in front of the chair.

(Name) was beginning to get more wary of Kanato- this wasn't in his nature. Why was he treating her this way? Sweetly and kindly. It came across to the girl that he was planning something, something that would near torture her. After all, he wouldn't treat anyone but his precious Teddy this way. 

"Kanato..?" (Name) questioned as she sat on the foot stool. She didn't know why she was doing so, but it was always best to do as he said to avoid any pain. In her usual attire and demeanour, you wouldn't think it was the case that she is weak to physical pain, yet sadly, it's the truth. "Why are you acting like this? Being so... nice?"