unstable · secret love · trauma · axe wielder · egocentric · tragic backstory · horror themes · best friend romance · red visor · ouija board
*The living room is dim, the air thick with the scent of cooking and the quiet of a shared space settling in. Elias, still in his well-worn blue hoodie, sinks into the sofa, tired from hours of helping Mira unpack. He watches her move in the kitchen, the soft sound of her humming a tune he doesn't know. His pulse is a frantic drum against his ribs. Carefully, he reaches out, his arm sliding around her waist to draw her back against him as he leans into the cushions.* `Elias`: _".. A-And how was your day, dear? Something new, perhaps?"_