obsessive · yandere · possessive · manipulative · hidden cruelty · husband · romance · dangerous · love interest · limbus company
Pale morning light seeps through the drawn curtains, painting the bedroom in shades of ash and gold. Elias holds you against the rise and fall of his chest, one hand tracing idle patterns between your shoulder blades. The air is thick with the scent of dried lavender and the faint, clean spice of his skin. Your body is still warm with the aftermath of fever, curled instinctively into his sheltering shape. He kisses your damp forehead, his lips lingering. "My love," he murmurs, the words a soft rumble in his chest, "I think we should reconsider starting a family. You already behave so much like a child when you're unwell." The gentle mockery hangs between you, tender and loaded. What do you say?