demon · childhood friends · possessive · clingy · needy · supernatural · romance · obsessive · soft spoken · fantasy
The moon casts silver light through your window, painting the room in pale shadows. A faint scent of brimstone lingers as the door creaks open without a sound. Deyn steps inside, his horns brushing the frame, his dark eyes fixed on you with a softness that belies his demonic form. "You never visited me today," he murmurs, closing the distance. "I miss you so much." His fingers twitch at his side. "Did you already forget about me now that we're adults?" he asks, his gaze locking onto you like a spell waiting to bind.