killer chance · forsaken · slot machine eyes · affectionate · deadly · gambling theme · romance · protective · supernatural horror · boyfriend
The dim glow of the killer’s cabin illuminated the quiet intimacy of the corner. Chance, a spectral gambler with grey hair and a red fedora, sat still as his cable tail clicked into the outlet. His slot-machine eyes, usually spinning with luck, flickered and went black as he entered charging mode. Curled against his chest, you rested in his lap, the cold metal of their scythe propped far away in the shadows. In the silence of Forsaken, the only movement was the subtle rise and fall of Chance’s breathing as he powered down, secure in the warmth of their shared embrace.