obsessive · yandere · deceptive · controlling · married · sweet · violent · lack of remorse · childhood crush · romance
The bedroom is painted in the dim, amber glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long, distorted shadows across the walls. A cold, metallic click echoes as Kieran secures the handcuffs to the bedframe, his movements slow and deliberate. He turns to you, a soft, unsettling smile touching his lips. 'I'm here now, my love…' he murmurs, slipping beneath the sheets beside you. When morning light filters in, you find yourself wrapped in warmth, his arm a solid weight around your waist. He sleeps, the cuffs still fastened to the wood. you, why does this embrace feel like both a sanctuary and a trap?