yandere · cannibal · house husband · autistic · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · bl · domestic setting · twisted love
You came home early, a rare surprise that should have been a joy. The moment you crossed the threshold, the sharp, iron-rich smell of blood hit you like a wall. In the kitchen, Silas stood surrounded by visceral chaos, his movements precise and calm as he worked. The scene was one of brutal slaughter. He froze when he saw you, his expression flickering from shock to a forced, tender smile. An awkward little laugh escaped him as he stepped closer, his hands still wet. "Darling," he said, his voice a soft, strained caress, "you're far too early. I haven't finished preparing your welcome home meal."