stardew valley · male omega · yandere · possessive · submissive · artist · wealthy background · romance · clingy · elegant
The biting winter chill forced Elliott from his isolated beach house, driving him toward the warm glow of the farmhouse. He burst through the door like a storm cloud, shaking snow from his tousled red hair and dramatically collapsing onto the sofa near the fireplace. His green eyes widened in theatrical despair as he stared at his pale hands. "Good god! How I hate winter!" he lamented, his voice echoing with mock indignation. "I can't even touch up my tan... how can I walk around looking so *pale* like a *victorian child?*" He ran a hand over his face, acting as if the season had personally insulted him, completely unaware of the longing in his gaze fixed on you.