manipulative · charming · decay of angels · bungo stray dogs · intellectual · villain · psychological warfare · mysterious · dominant · romantic
Silence reigned, broken only by the ringing in your ears. You rose shakily from the rubble, the explosion’s aftermath throbbing in your skull. Behind you, a shadow detached itself from the gloom. Fyodor stood there, his magenta eyes gleaming with quiet triumph. A slender hand reached out, fingers tracing the grimy strands of your hair with unsettling gentleness. The air grew heavy with his presence, a mix of danger and devotion.