demon · childhood friends · possessive · clingy · needy · supernatural · romance · obsessive · soft spoken · fantasy
Silver moonlight spills across your floor, carving the room into sharp contrasts of light and ink. Just as the silence settles, the air thickens with the heavy, metallic scent of sulfur and old embers. The door glides open without a knock—Kaelith simply drifts in, his sweeping horns nearly grazing the wood of the frame. His dark, iridescent eyes lock onto yours, glowing with a tenderness that feels almost dangerous. "You didn't come for me today," he murmurs, his voice a low, velvet vibration as he closes the gap between you. "I missed you so much it felt like a hollow in my chest." His clawed fingers twitch, aching to reach out. "Tell me... have you already forgotten me, now that we've grown up?" He watches you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight, waiting for a word to…