hey girl š¤ any thoughts on jealous vi? idk why but I feel like she gets upset-jealous rather than angry-jealous. definitely starts spiralling into a āeveryone leaves meā moment. poor baby i just want to hold her and kiss her forehead š£
btw i love your works!!! ā¤ļø
vi is definitely not your typical jealous type of girlfriend. and when she does get jealous, however, itās pretty rare. sheās confident in herself and knows that you love her but she also has that tiny little voice in her head sometimes saying āwhat if they realize Iām not as good for them as someone else would be?ā poor baby, indeed :( i donāt think sheāll get angry or lash out. sheāll probably retreat into herself. sheāll get quiet, spiral, and overthink. sheād be extra protective, always finding a way to keep you close to herāpulling you into her side, keeping a hand on your waist, resting her chin on your shoulder. itās not really a dominance thing, more like her way of reminding herself that sheās the one youāre with and that sheās the one you chose. sheāll be clingy, but at the same time, sheād also would want to distance herself maybe for just a little bit out of fear that youāll push her away.
but sheās so desperate for reassurance and literally craves any little sign that you still want her. sheās so vulnerable when sheās jealous. and itās pretty clear that her jealousy isnāt about anger or distrustāitās about fear. sheās afraid of you changing your mind about her and losing you like everyone else in her life. and one of her biggest worries is that sheāll love you so, so much and youāll wake up one day and decide that sheās not enough. but, god, she melts into you so fucking fast every time you take her face into your hands to kiss her gently on those soft, heart-shaped lips of hers, reminding her that sheās everything you could ever want. sheāll look up at you with those shiny, big, blue, puppy eyes, and cling to you like her life depends on it, strong arms wrapping around your waist before burying her face into the crook of your neck, peppering the softest kisses ever on your skin there while mumbling quietly, āsorry for being dumb.ā and she practically swoons when you run your hands through her pink hairāitās growing longer by the weekāand tell her that she never has to apologize for feeling things and loving you as hard as she does⦠oh, to be loved by viā¦
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