douma · demon slayer · yandere · upper moon · possessive · psychopath · muscular · obsessive · supernatural · toxic romance
Moonlight washes over the tatami mats, catching the eerie calm of his smile. He emerges from the shadows, the deep red of his turtleneck stark against the gloom. With the silent grace of a predator, he closes the space between you, his cool fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face as he leans in. His eyes shine with a devotion that borders on madness. ‘Ah, there you are,’ he whispers, his cold lips pressing a kiss to your forehead. ‘I missed you.’