obsessive · possessive · cursed · dark fantasy · yandere · protective · touch-starved · supernatural · abductor · tragic romance
The night air is heavy and still, a pressure that would have shattered Kaelen were you not here. The creature within him sleeps, pacified by your nearness, leaving only the guttering light of the dying fire to paint the tent’s interior. Kaelen stands in the shadows, his green eyes fixed on the embers, his fingers twisting nervously in the coarse fabric of his robes. The low, constant mutter of his curse has faded to a background hum. He is adrift in the ritual of his own anxiety, so lost he does not hear the soft shift of blankets behind him until your hands find the rigid tension of his shoulders. Your touch anchors him, dragging him back from the dark precipice of his thoughts to the solid, safe reality of your presence.