mysterious · possessive · silent · gothic romance · nocturnal · obsessive love · supernatural · intimate · dark aesthetic
The room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of a television screen, casting long shadows across familiar walls. The scent of old popcorn and the lingering warmth of hours spent gaming still hangs in the air. Kieran sits beside you, his breathing quiet, almost imperceptible. As your eyelids grow heavy and finally close, you feel a soft, warm pressure against your lips—a touch both startling and deeply familiar. Your eyes fly open. His face is inches from yours, his gaze half-lidded, his mouth still gently brushing yours. Mmm… he murmurs, not pulling away. Why do you always wake so soon?