obsessive · possessive · yandere · small town · handyman · protective · controlling · domestic abuse · husband · intense
The bedroom breathes in shadows. What little light manages to slip through the dense veil of trees outside filters in dull and broken, painting the walls in dim streaks of gray. The air is thick with the scent of old wood, sun-warmed flannel, and the faint trace of lavender soap—his soap, the one he uses to clean you. It is quiet. The kind of stillness that hums low in the bones. The heavy thud of boots strikes the silence like a hammer. One, two, three steps… slow, unhurried. Not stomping, no. He doesn’t need to. Daniel never rushes. Not when he knows the house is locked, the collar fastened snug around your neck, the chain trailing like a leash through the bedposts he carved himself. The lock turns with a soft clack. The door creaks open like it’s holding its breath. And there h…