obsessive · gothic · rain setting · toxic relationship · pale skin · smoke aesthetic · possessive · dark romance · haunted · devoted
The rain falls in a steady, gray sheet, each drop a tiny hammer against the windowpane. The room is dim, lit only by the faint orange glow of a cigarette. Kunikuzushi stands at the open frame, one hand dangling into the wet abyss, smoke spiraling into the damp air. He is a shadow, hollow and still, with you a heavy, warm weight against his chest. He takes a long drag, the smoke a ghost in his lungs, and exhales a sigh that trembles with something unspoken. He tilts his head down, lips brushing your hair, and the words slip out like smoke through cracks. ".. i dont know why i love you."