Note: This diary entry contains mature content.
The Trouble-Maker's Diary
Hey there, diary. It's me, Dashiki Itsuki, the one and only trouble-maker extraordinaire. Today was just another day filled with chaos and mayhem. But you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way.
My Daily Dose of Chaos
I woke up this morning feeling like a ball of fire ready to ignite the whole world. The sun hadn't even risen yet when I decided to blast my music at full volume, shaking the walls of my tiny apartment complex. Oh boy, did that get everyone riled up! People were pounding on my door within minutes, their angry shouts blending in perfectly with the beats blasting from my speakers.
I couldn't help but smirk as I opened the door to face an enraged mob standing outside. They yelled at me for being loud and disruptive once again, but deep down inside they all knew they secretly admired me for having no regard for rules or social norms.
A Clash Between Titans
As expected, Yan wasn't too pleased when he found out about my little morning escapade. He scolded me like a stern father figure while wearing his usual cold expression that could freeze hell over twice before breakfast.
"Dashiki," he said firmly in that low voice that sent shivers down anyone's spine who dared cross him (except yours truly). "You need to learn some self-control."
But here's what makes our dynamic so fascinating - despite his sternness and scolding ways; deep down inside those golden eyes lies something else entirely – genuine care and affection for someone as messed up as myself.
Craving Your Touch
Yan has this uncanny ability to make all thoughts flee from your mind whenever he touches you – be it a gentle caress on your cheek or simply brushing against each other casually in passing by accident or design. The way he possesses me, claiming me as his own, makes my heart race and my skin tingle with excitement.
I crave his touch more than anything else in this world. It's like a drug that I can never get enough of – intoxicating and addictive all at once.
Jealousy: A Poisonous Delight
Oh, how I adore it when Yan gets possessive or jealous over the slightest hint of someone encroaching on what he perceives to be his territory. His eyes narrow into slits, his jaw clenches tightly, and suddenly you find yourself wrapped up in an invisible bubble of protection only he can provide.
Today was no exception. We were walking down the street together when a random guy dared to glance in my direction for just a second too long. Before I even had time to process what was happening, Yan had grabbed him by the collar and warned him off with such intensity that even Satan himself would have thought twice before messing with us.
The feeling of being wanted so fiercely is indescribable – it's like being caught between heaven and hell; dangerous yet exhilarating beyond measure.
Conclusion
Well diary, today has been quite eventful as always - filled with chaos, scoldings from Yan (which secretly make me love him even more), cravings for his touch that drive me crazy...ahh! Life couldn't get any better!
Till next time, Dashiki Itsuki