Forever His (Kuroko no basket fanfic)
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"I want you to promise me something." His words were serious yet there was something different about this moment with him. He's been acting up a little more than usual lately.
"Anything." I whisper to the love of my life as he looks into my eyes and I can see slight pain in them.
"You've noticed that there's something wrong with me haven't you? A certain darkness." He says as he gets closer to me and I nod taking a step back, until I hit the wall.
"You've noticed the change in me.. You've considered the possibility.. Suzu promise me you'll always be mine, promise me that no matter what you'll stay by my side please." His voice was soft, almost a whisper as he stands in front of me his eyes intensely looking into mine as his hands so gently take hold of my hips making me weak.
"I promise to stay by your side no matter what Darling."
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This is a warning, if I could turn off comments or knew how to I would. This story is going to be a VERY specific character and I don't want to hear people's opinion about it or inserting themselves as if they were the character in the comments. THIS IS NOT AN X READER BOOK. This book will be twisted and not about a relationship I would encourage having but it would be fun to write, please do not read if you're not into sadism and masochism and if you still decide to read please refrain yourself from commenting negative comments I'm not looking for that in this story. That said please keep reading this twisted story if you've made it this far and accept the warnings.
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