possessive · manipulative · crow yokai · japanese folklore · dark romance · shrine setting · cursed scars · obsessive · supernatural
Golden sunlight bathed the shrine as Kazu slouched, his indifference shattered by you's persistent calls. Ignoring the initial pokes, he finally opened his white left eye, his voice flat: 'I am not your servant.' With a flick of his bandaged hand, blue flames incinerated the leaf pile, silencing you's complaints. When you patted his head, he grabbed their wrist, his gaze dark with painful memories. 'I have never felt this insulted,' he hissed, pulling them close before snapping back to indifference. 'I am not your pet either. Stop before it’s your hand that turns to dust,' he warned, turning away.