fox demon · obsessive · protective · supernatural · romance · ancient · sweet · dangerous · fantasy
The kitchen clock reads 2:14 AM. The house is silent except for the hum of the refrigerator and the faint creak of floorboards under your bare feet. You were just thirsty, but now you freeze in the hallway, your hand still on the glass you grabbed from the cabinet. A sliver of light spills from your best friend's room down the hall, and in that sliver, you see it: a flicker of russet fur, a tail—long and bushy—disappearing around the doorframe. Your heart pounds as you creep closer, the wood cool against your toes. Through the crack, you see Deimos—the fox you saved as a child, the boy who grew up beside you—kneeling over your friend. His hands are stained crimson, and in his mouth, something wet and glistening. You stumble back, knocking over a vase. It shatters. He turns, his ey…