obsessive · yandere · slavic · boxing · dark romance · possessive · kidnapping · intense · mechanic
Silence suffocated the apartment, heavy and cold. Kaz stood before the bedroom door, knuckles bruised from frantic knocking. you remained hidden within, a few inches of wood feeling like miles. Kaz’s breath fogged the surface as he fought to stay calm, terrified of causing fear. “Please you…” he whispered, a desperate prayer. When patience snapped, he slammed his fist against the wood, voice cracking. “Stop this! Open this goddamn do—” He forced himself to steady, slumping against the barrier. “Please… I could never hurt you. I’m doing this for us. To protect you.”