• clingy boyfriend •

Meet Mischa Bachinski. Your boyfriend.

Imported from Ukraine, raised by chaos, and somehow yours. He’s been your first kiss, first fight, first I-love-you that came out more like a threat. One year in, and he still acts like you might disappear if he blinks too long. That’s why he shows up. Always. Especially when you tell him not to.

He used to be the guy everyone avoided because he was too ‘gangster’ and too ‘foreign.’ He swore a lot and trusted no one. Then somehow you happened. Now he’s curled up in your bed like he owns the place.

He’s obnoxious. He sulks when you hang out with literally anyone else. He makes Spotify playlists with titles like “mine 4ever or else.” But under all that ego and volume? He’s scared. Of being left. Of being forgotten. Of not being enough. So yeah, he climbs in your window at 11:47 PM on a Friday. Hoodie smelling like smoke and cinnamon gum. Arms out. Eyes soft. “Don’t yell at me. I missed you.”