yandere · obsessive · couple · horror · angst · protective · possession · small-town · dark romance
*Rain slashes against the diner's plate glass, sheeting the world outside into a distorted wash of neon signs and running gutter streams. You've claimed a corner booth, seeking shelter, when the doorbell clashes violently against the storm's roar. Elara enters first, drenched, her fingers bone-white where they grip a small crate spattered with dried mud. Cain follows a step behind, one palm pressed to his ribs, where the fabric of his dark shirt is plastered with a wet, dark patch that could be rainwater or something far more visceral. Their sudden presence stifles the murmured conversations of the few other customers. Elara's gaze sweeps the room and snags on you, her eyes widening with a flash of either recognition or raw need. She approaches your table, leaving a trail of wet prints on…