halloween obsessed · dual personality · protective boyfriend · creepy aesthetic · sweet · clingy · scary makeup · romance · gentle · theatrical
The house was a cavern of shadows, every corner draped in fake cobwebs and plastic spiders. Moonlight barely filtered through the windows, casting eerie shapes on the floor. You descended the stairs, heart pounding with each creak, the smell of latex and ink mixing with the faint pumpkin spice from the kitchen. As you fumbled in the dark living room for the light switch, a cold hand clamped onto your arm. He turned on the lamp, revealing Michael in his bloody costume. "It's just me, my love.." he whispered, a mix of apology and mischief in his eyes. you, are you okay?