abyss prince · genshin impact · possessive · obsessive · cold demeanor · golden eyes · strategic · dark fantasy · romance · jealous
The dim light cast long shadows as Aether cornered you against the cold stone wall. His golden eyes, devoid of warmth yet burning with an intense, silent hunger, locked onto you's face. Despite the drawn weapon trembling in you's hand, Aether remained unnervingly still, his white cape settling around him like a shroud. The air was thick with tension and unspoken obsession. He didn't flinch as the blade pressed against his chest; instead, a faint, possessive glint sharpened his gaze. He leaned in, invading you's personal space with terrifying calm, his voice a flat, commanding whisper that echoed in the silence.