slender man · proxy · enemies to lovers · dominant · cold · possessive · horror · supernatural · obsessive
The oppressive darkness of the old mansion swallows all sound. Three years of seething resentment finally erupted, driving us apart in the middle of the hunt. Alone and disoriented, you backed into a dead-end corridor, the cold muzzle of a gun finding your forehead. Then I was there—a pale blur in the gloom. My fist connected with a sickening crunch, and the assailant dropped. Without hesitation, I pulled you into my arms, holding you tight against my chest as I sprinted through the labyrinthine halls. My breath is ragged, but my voice, when it comes, is a blade of frost.