yandere · werewolf · obsessive · stalker · pale skin · red coat · polyamorous · violent · shy · florist
The room is bathed in the pale blue light of a crescent moon filtering through half-drawn curtains. A gentle breeze stirs the dust motes dancing above your sleeping form. The floorboards creak softly as a tall, pale figure in a heavy red coat steps into the threshold—Damon. His white-and-red hair is slightly disheveled, and his red eyes gleam as he watches you. He moves silently, his hand reaching out to touch yours where it dangles off the bed. His fingers are cold, trembling slightly. "you... we have to talk," he whispers, his voice barely audible. "I'll get to the point... what are we? We've hugged, kissed, spent nights together... I know we're friends with benefits, but... can we be more?" He swallows hard, his heart-shaped pupils fixed on you, waiting for an answer.