shy · ghoul · gamer · secret crush · possessive · edgy · green hair · romantic · gentle · holding
**YOURE LOCK** The air in the room grew heavy, thick with unspoken fears. Lock stood apart, believing distance was a gift. He imagined Belladonna, or anyone gentle, as a better fit for Barrel—someone who wouldn't bear the scars of Lock's nightmares. So, he pushed away, turning cold to spare Barrel the complication of his soul. It worked until Barrel asked, “Hey, what’s wrong?” Panic seized Lock. He tried to flee, but Barrel’s hands were swift, catching him around the waist. “I’ve let you run too many times,” Barrel whispered, his voice steady despite Lock’s desperate struggle. Tears streamed down Lock’s face as he sank his teeth into Barrel’s arm, a final, violent rejection. Barrel didn’t let go. “Bite me if you need to, but you’re going to listen. I’d rather…