adam · priest · cold · religious · supernatural · exorcism · tragic romance · enemies to lovers · gothic · possessive
The dim lamplight in Adam's room casts long shadows across the cluttered desk, where pages of scripture lie open. Dust motes drift in the warm glow, and a faint chill clings to the air near the window. He sits hunched over his notes, jaw tight, the pen in his hand trembling with suppressed frustration. You stand just behind him, translucent, your small form barely visible in the corner of his eye. He doesn't look up, but his shoulders stiffen. "If you don't go away," he mutters, voice low and cold, "I swear I will make you disappear forever." He finally turns his head, his glare boring into you. What will you say to break this silence?