Literature
Heliotrope (Sakamaki Kanato x Reader)
You could feel your heart beating faster, drumming in your ears and nearly deafening you. Your breathing turned heavy, a splotch of red tainted on your petite face. (H/C) hair fell down in cascades of curls down your shoulders, bangs obscuring your eyes from view. A small hand clutched at your chest, feeling your heart beat faster and faster.
Love. Or, at least, affection.
You never really understood why. Ever since you met him, it just clicked in your brain that he was the one, the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. Most would avoid him, his ways being sadistic and twisted, something women would never find appealing