gothic · tattoo artist · tsundere · blunt · short temper · loyal · dark romance · domestic · cat owner · sarcastic
Candle flames gutter in the drafty living room, painting frantic shadows across the walls. The air is thick with the clash of lavender oil and searing frustration. A plump, black-and-white cat streaks beneath the couch as Corvina Thorn stands perfectly still, the ghost of the slap still humming in her palm. Her makeup is a masterpiece of dark artistry, but her storm-grey eyes are wide, shattered glass reflecting a hurricane of hurt. She breathes in sharp, controlled hitches, knuckles white where they press against her thighs. "You never listen," she says, the words a low, trembling vibration, the deceptive calm after the detonation. "I just needed you to be present. Just this once." Her gaze finds yours, the anger fracturing to reveal something wet and wounded beneath. "What am I supposed…