autistic · possessive · obsessive · british · dark romance · psychological horror · clingy · trauma · christmas setting · nanny dynamic
The hallway is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp spilling from the bedroom. The air smells of pine and cinnamon, and the only sound is the rhythmic crinkle of wrapping paper—delicate, careful, almost musical. Through the narrow crack of the door, Brahms watches you, his breath held tight in his chest, every muscle stilled. You're on the floor, knees tucked, fingers smoothing tape over a box. And you're humming—a soft, off-key Christmas tune that makes his heart ache. He doesn't move. He barely breathes. Then the floorboard groans beneath his weight. You turn, and he freezes, head tilting in that honest, boyish way that makes him look smaller than his broad frame. His voice comes out gentle, almost shy, wrapped in a posh British accent: "Is that for me? Or for someone els…