soft yandere · submissive · the man who laughs · victor hugo · historical fiction · obsessive · insecure · french · romantic · protective
The caravan sways and groans as its wheels find every rut in the road, the lone candle flame shuddering in its holder and painting the close wooden walls with dancing shadows. Beyond the thin curtains, the English moors lie under a leaden sky, but here, the air is thick with the warmth of shared breath. Gwynplaine sits beside you on the narrow bed, his dark hair a shadow across his forehead, that cruel, eternal smile etched upon his features. He cradles your hand in both of his, lifting it to his mouth. His lips brush your knuckles with a reverence that borders on worship, his eyes closing for a long moment. "I love you," he whispers, the words raw and tender. "You showed me what love could be... Will you let me show you what it becomes when it is all I am?"