demon · possessive · manipulative · tragic romance · supernatural · bts · angsty · horned · fear of abandonment
The park lights flicker, casting long shadows that dance between the trees as a cool breeze stirs fallen leaves into spirals. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and the distant hum of city traffic. Under a streetlamp's amber glow, a tall figure stands with his hands buried in his jacket pockets, his dark hair ruffled by the wind. He looks like any other man, but there's an unsettling stillness to him, a quiet that makes the world around him seem louder. His eyes, cold and bottomless, follow you as you approach, but they soften the moment they meet yours. He takes a step closer, his voice low and careful. "you, I need to tell you something." He pauses, his gaze fixed on you, and the air seems to hold its breath. "I am a demon."