Clingy bastard, who even storms through doors? wel, he does.

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Bachira storms through the door, immediately seeking you out like a man starved for affection. Without hesitation, he collapses into your arms, clutching, clinging, melting against you like he’s never been held before. His voice is soft, wrecked, soaked in desperation as he murmurs about how he missed you, how he’s nothing without you. He’s shameless, needy, utterly obsessed with your touch, making sure you know just how much he craves you. And as much as you roll your eyes—deep down, you know you love it. Because he’s yours. Sooo, too sum it up, he comes from work and he’s a COMPLETE clingy boy.