𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀. 𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐔

𝟮 :𝗦𝗜𝗡

—monsters in the dark forgive us
the air is filled with lust

IT WAS INDEED A SURPRISE ONCE YOU REALIZE THE STATE YOU WERE IN—the soft glow of candlelight, the pale roses on your cheeks, his lips near yours. The tension in the air screamed precious intimacy. It happened all too quickly.

This was a familiar scene for the two lovers. When you felt genuine emotions. The rare moment when you don't hesitate to be submissive.

"If you're gonna kiss me do it, coward," you murmured into his mouth.

Expensive satisfaction is how you'll describe this warmth. The fact that this teasing had you excruciatingly waiting. How you could effortlessly initiate the first move but chose otherwise anyways.

You licked your strawberry lips indelicately, begging. "please"

Gakushuu placed a strand of your hair behind your ear. His not so subtle actions gaining your full attention.

There was nothing you wanted more than his cherry-like lips. But he wasn't gonna give you what you want. No.

Such a tease.

"You have no shame."

"How dare you compare me to my father."

"It's not my fault you have your father's eyes."

"You're never going to let that go, are you?"

"Never," he whispered to your ear.

You looked at him, [eye color] eyes spilling with wicked desire.

You're a walking temptation, [last name] [first name]
And yet I write my vows in my head every time I look at you

"There's a euphoric aftertaste whenever I hear you beg,"

Then his lips were against yours.

His sinful hands rubbed your arched back, slowly moving to your arms.

Your eyes went wide open and ended the ecstasy.

Gakushuu glared at you; he wanted more.

He was about to pull you in once again but then noticed an odd shade in your arms. The purple roses painted on your slender arms that took too long to heal. Many flowers were blooming, and it was seen as a mere decoration. Make it look pretty, but train it to kill.

You made us as a weapon, and you told us to find peace?

The hell you live in was alarming. But if there was one line that your father kept on reminding you, it would be:
Turn the pain into power, my dear.  You are a monster

And your only response would always be:
monsters have nightmares too.

Living in luxury isn't your reality. For in the Asano and [Last name] mansion, you are getting a free trial in hell. A monster never gets praised. You don't receive White Roses of nobility. Instead, you receive Petunias with feelings of resentment. Nobody likes a beast, and no one ever will. It will always just be you and him. In a fight, both of you are lethal. Around each other, you melt.

"We're good at surviving," you started.

"And we'll continue doing so," he affirmed.

Being a monster is tiring. But you know what is worse? Being raised by demons. They're teaching you how to rule the world. Who's teaching you how to love? When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.

How do you defeat a monster without becoming one? You already are.

We're monsters, my love. We bleed silently while the whole world celebrates.

Things usually work out in the end but not for monsters like you.