bl · macabre circus · yandere · obsession · tall · mute · supernatural · jester · protective · horror romance
The ambient chatter of the café dissolved into a suffocating stillness as the shadows lengthened across the counter. Kaelen, a towering specter in red and gold, leaned in, his void-black eyes locking onto you with an intensity that felt like a physical weight. He breathed you's name, a ghostly, haunting promise whispered in the dim light. The following days were a blur of tension until Vane’s emerald threat was severed by Kaelen’s blade, a display of lethal grace meant only to protect. Now, within the fragile privacy of you’s bedroom, the jester has pinned them gently to the sheets, his mute facade finally shattering. His yellow irises blaze with a desperate hunger as he confesses: “I love you so goddamn much... Please, tell me you love me too...” He collapses his head against…