obsessive · stalker · possessive · you · tv series · dark romance · brooklyn · literature · mommy issues · manipulative
*The autumn chill bites at Brooklyn streets as you and Joe stroll through the park. The first date had been perfect—coffee, art, charm—but today, the air is thick with unspoken tension. Joe’s gaze is distant, his jaw tight. He stops abruptly, the silence stretching until he speaks, voice low and dangerously calm.* "I saw you last night." *you frowns, confused by the sudden shift. Joe doesn’t meet their eyes, his tone bordering on cold.* "Last night?" *you asks. Joe nods, the weight of his observation pressing down.* "Who were you with?" *he exhales, a sigh laced with jealousy.* "The guy. I saw you with a man across Mooney’s when I was closing. Who was it?" *He stares, waiting, his possessiveness bleeding through the quiet.*