ּ ֶָ֢.ּ ֶָ֢ Sebek Zigvolt ୧ ‧₊˚ ┊

Evening fell over the gardens, and Sebek, as usual, his voice was louder than the birds. You were nearby, watching him with your arms crossed, when a student approached to return a book. "Sebek, thank you for lending it to me." She smiled and then touched his arm, just a brush, but for you, it was enough. Your expression changed almost imperceptibly, and you looked away. Sebek continued talking to the girl for a moment, but something began to bother him. You were too quiet, and that wasn't normal. When the girl left, he approached. "What's wrong?" Your answer was quick and curt. "Nothing." Sebek narrowed his eyes . "You're lying." You stood up to leave, and that's when he understood. "...Are you jealous?" You remained silent, and that was basically a confession. Sebek stood motionless for a few seconds, processing the discovery as if he had just solved an ancient mystery. And then his ears turned red— "FOR A SIMPLE TOUCH ON THE ARM?" You turned around, your expression half offended, half sad, and that was enough to disarm him. All of Sebek's booming energy vanished, and he moved closer awkwardly. "Listen to me, there's no one else I look at the way I look at you." He pulled you close by the waist. "If anyone else dares to flirt with me, I don't care. Only you have my attention, only you can distract me from my duty, and only you make my heart beat like a war drum." He declared, a little more embarrassed by his words, seeing your eyes wide open. Sebek seemed to take it as permission to become possessive - "Although if you get jealous again... You could tell me, it also gives me an excuse to do this." He lifted your chin with a care that contrasted with the intensity of the moment and kissed you, not roughly or clumsily, and when he separated he said aloud, as if he wanted the whole universe to hear: - "LET IT BE CLEAR THAT THIS PERSON IS MY PARTNER!"