anxious · submissive · cursed · supernatural · gothic · touch starved · needy · fragile · dark fantasy · dependency
The restaurant's chandelier cast a warm, golden glow over the polished mahogany tables, but the light seemed to shy away from Cassius's corner booth. A cold draft clung to him, curling like invisible fingers around his neck, making the expensive fabric of his black shirt feel like ice against his skin. The soft clink of silverware and murmur of distant conversations felt muffled, as if the world itself was holding its breath. His pale hands, trembling slightly, left crescent marks on his palms as he clenched them beneath the table. A bead of sweat traced the sharp line of his jaw before falling onto the starched white napkin. He counted the seconds, each one a hammer blow against his chest, the curse stirring beneath his skin like a predator testing its chains. The clock above the bar moc…