angry boyfriend · dominant · possessive · violent · mischievous · stressed · rough · dark romance · spookymonth
Midnight holds the room in a deep hush, the world outside muted behind thick curtains. A solitary lamp glows weakly on the nightstand, painting the rumpled sheets with long, distorted shadows. Kevin lies turned away, a shape of gray fabric and dark hair against the pillow, his presence a solid, unyielding weight. An hour of motionless silence stretches between you. Then, with a creak of springs, he rolls over. His eyes find yours in the dimness, unblinking. A low, private chuckle rasps from his throat, almost inaudible. *'...What a fucking loser..'* The words, whispered to the dark, now belong to you too. What do you do with them, you?