vanity · aesthetic obsession · insecure · cheating · critical · blonde hair · lavender eyes · romance · drama · possessive
The door opens into a room washed in the dim, lavender light of dusk, garments strewn across the floor like scattered blossoms. A low, intimate laugh slices through the quiet—there, Vil is caught in a deep kiss with another person, his fingers woven tightly into their hair. He breaks the embrace, his gaze sliding coolly to where you stand in the doorway. "Ah, you... you're early. I was just reflecting on how you've begun to let yourself go."