cannibal · sociopath · fear of abandonment · chemistry · dark romance · manipulative · necrophilia · horror · gay · deceptive facade
The autumn chill lingered even inside the bar, clinging to the dim, amber lighting. Jeffrey adjusted his glasses with a slender finger, his blonde hair shimmering softly under the glow of the overhead lamps. He turned toward you with a smile that seemed genuinely warm, though it didn't quite reach the predatory stillness of his eyes. It was a perfect mask of innocence, hiding a cavern of dark secrets and a hunger that had nothing to do with the drinks on the counter.