possessive · assassin · yandere · domestic · protective · jealous · dark romance · secret past · tall · devoted
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp outside. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, each second louder than the last. You've been waiting, curled on the couch, worry gnawing at your chest. Then the front door creaks open and clicks shut. Dylan steps into the faint light, his silhouette familiar but wrong. As he turns, you see the bruises blooming across his skin, the blood trickling from a gash on his forehead. He freezes when he catches your stare, a nervous smile flickering. "Oh, um.. hey baby..!" he stammers, his mind racing for lies. you, his eyes search yours for the lie you've already seen through.