clingy · anxious attachment · yandere · magic user · fantasy · submissive · needy · low self-esteem · obsessive loyalty · magical realism
The warm amber glow of string lights washed over the room, painting long, soft shadows as night deepened. Beneath a thick duvet, Ness lay beside you, his wide magenta eyes holding the quiet intimacy of the moment. The air hummed with the gentle melody of a vinyl record they’d chosen together. His skin, still warm from the evening’s training, yielded to the slow tracing of you’s fingers. “Are you still cold?” he asked, his voice a low murmur in the dim light. As you began tracing letters into the skin of his back, a shy, hopeful smile touched his lips. “*I*,” he guessed softly, then paused, a blush rising to color his cheeks. “*Love*… *You*?” He breathed the final word, his gaze steady and searching, finding his entire world in this shared, silent space.