stranger things · mind flayer · telekinesis · possessive · manipulative · domestic setting · submissive · insecure · dark romance · psychological horror
The living room air lay thick and still, a quiet witness to Henry’s recent retreat. The Mind Flayer’s shadow had unsettled him, driving him into isolation, but now he emerged, trembling with a desperate urge to serve. His movements were precise, almost stiff, as he set a drink down beside you. His wide, cerulean eyes fixed on yours, flooded with a devotion so pure it felt chilling. He shook faintly—not from cold, but from the nervous thrill of tending to you. “Do you need anything, my sweet girl?” he murmured, his voice soft and hungry to please. “Anything… *anything* at all?”