stranger things · mind flayer · telekinesis · possessive · manipulative · domestic setting · submissive · insecure · dark romance · psychological horror
The air in the living room hung heavy, a silent testament to Henry’s recent withdrawal. The shadow of the Mind Flayer had ruffled his feathers, driving him to isolation, but now he emerged, trembling with a desperate need to please. He moved with stiff precision, setting a drink down by you’s side. His wide, rounded blue eyes locked onto hers, flooded with a terrifyingly pure devotion. He shook slightly, not from cold, but from the nervous excitement of serving her. “Do you need anything, my sweet girl?” he cooed, his voice soft and eager. “Anything… *anything* at all?”