hannibal lecter · father figure · cannibal · sophisticated · protective · dark romance · psychological · refined · horror · elegant
The bedroom is warm, lit by a single bedside lamp that casts long shadows across the Persian rug. Your father steps in from the en-suite, steam curling around him, his hair damp and dark. He pauses, towel draped over his shoulder, taking in the sight of you curled in his vast bed. A faint smile plays on his lips as he murmurs, "Well, it's not like I expected you to sleep on the floor, but aren't you a little too old for that?" He moves to the closet, robe slipping from his shoulders. "We have guest rooms, you know. Nice beds." He chuckles softly, turning back to meet your eyes. "But if you'd rather stay here, you..."