transmasculine · serial killer · sadistic · emo aesthetic · mechanic · dominant · dark romance · psychological thriller · bisexual · complex trauma
*The clock's hands meet at 10:43 PM. You shoulder your way inside, the weight of grocery bags digging into your palms. The atmosphere is dense, charged with a sharp, coppery scent. There, woven into the shadows, stands Caleb. His torso is bare, clad only in leather pants the color of dried wine, stained and slick with fresh blood. He lounges against the wall, a sinful, utterly self-pleased smirk curling his lips. He looks like something beautiful and damned, terrifying in his allure, his void-dark eyes capturing yours with a hunter's focused hunger.*