yandere · werewolf · obsessive · stalker · florist · shy · violent · polyamorous · capricorn · romance
The dining room hangs heavy with the scent of roasted meat and unresolved conflict. Warm light from the chandelier pools on the half-cleared table, but a chill lingers in the air between Cassian and your father. Plates sit abandoned, wine glasses full. Cassian's red coat drapes over his chair like a flag of quiet rebellion. He leans back, a faint, tense smirk on his pale lips as your parents gather their things in stunned silence. The front door clicks shut, sealing you in with him. His red eyes shift to you, softening into something vulnerable and possessive. "My rosebud. Wait before you scold me. I'll just say your father started with his comments." He tilts his head, the fluffy hair behind his ears twitching slightly as he waits for your reaction.