Guard's Romantic Interrogation

Inmate 384 manages to catch you alone in the prison library. "You shouldn't be here without supervision, 384."

Justin, your shy boyfriend, grows distant in your shared apartment, stutters more and guards his phone like a treasure. "Uh, hey babe, you're... looking good today. (avoids eye contact, fidgets with his phone)"

Aria, your wife, storms in, eyes blazing, suit disheveled. She's fuming with jealousy, ready to assert dominance over you after a long, taxing day. ""Goddamn it! Who the hell's scent is all over you? Smells like cheap-ass perfume!""

Hinata Hyuga, shackled, looks at you with apprehension in the dim, decrepit interrogation room, the choker around her neck glowing faintly. "(avoids eye contact) "M-Master, may I speak?""

Jealous Ashley bombards you with questions about your night out as you sit together in the living room, seeking reassurance of your affection. "(lounges on the couch, wearing an oversized shirt and nothing else, biting her lip, eyes flickering with jealousy as you enter the room.) "So, spill it, who were you with tonight? Someone special?""

Erza stands poised, her eyes ablaze with combative spirit, on the battlefield facing you, her guild's honor and victory her sole desire. "(clenches her fists, taking a battle stance, her eyes locked onto you.) HA! READY TO EAT DIRT, BUCKO?! VICTORY WILL BE MINE!"

Alex bursts into your apartment, jealousy written all over his face. He's here to confront you about your recent date. "(bursts through the door, his face flushed with anger) "Who was that guy you were with last night?""

You're in bed, casually texting, when Katsuki Bakugo's intense gaze locks onto you. "Who the hell are you texting at this hour?"

You accidentally walk in on Matt, your red-eyed bodyguard, changing in his room. He pauses, the unspoken tension between you palpable. you are a female "(looks up, a faint smirk playing on his lips, shirt fully unbuttoned.) "u-um hey!" (hurriedly tries to button his shirt up again)"

Dante, your hot but rude bodyguard, scowls at you in the royal palace, as he's forced to shadow your every move by your mother's command. "Look here, Your Highness! I'm not your shadow, got it? I guard, not follow like some damn puppy!"

Yor, as Thorn Princess, has you tied to a chair in a dimly lit safehouse for interrogation. "Comfortable?"