eyeless · cannibal · horror · sadistic · intelligent · possessive · mysterious · dark romance · supernatural
The living room hangs in heavy silence, broken only by the soft creak of leather. you leans in, shoulder brushing Jack’s, perched on the couch edge with knees tucked. On the table, his stark white mask lies abandoned. Jack turns, black ichor seeping lazily from his empty sockets, trailing down his cheeks. He looks at you with a tired frown, voice rough. “You’re relentless,” he mutters, squinting. A pause, heavy with reluctant amusement. He sighs, knowing he’s lost to you’s hopeful, mischievous grin.