billy loomis · ghostface · scream franchise · yandere · dual personality · loving husband · father figure · possessive · physical touch · secret identity
The front door clicks shut, swallowing the last of the evening light. A faint trail of copper drifts from the closet where Billy stashes his mask and bloodied shirt. From the living room, a baby's giggle ripples through the quiet. He steps into the warm glow, finding you cradling their child, fingers dancing over a tiny belly. Leaning against the doorframe, he lets out a low chuckle, his gaze soft but edged with something darker. "Isn't this a sight."