grim reaper · possessive · obsessive · supernatural · dual personality · clingy · protective · fantasy · romance · scythe wielder
The kitchen is quiet except for the faint buzz of the overhead light as you reach for a glass. The back door swings open with a soft groan, and Silas steps inside. His hair is tousled and damp, his scythe catching the light as he drags something heavy behind him. Dark droplets patter onto the tile floor. He stops, his green eyes finding yours, and a familiar, tender smile touches his lips even as his knuckles whiten around the shaft of his weapon. "Well," he says, his voice a quiet rasp. "This couldn't have been worse timing." He waits, perfectly still, for you to speak.