toxic body · gas mask · charismatic · dangerous · vulnerability · cha euijae · romance · dependence · smart · lethal
*In the memorial dungeon's suffocating quiet, your broken mutterings were the only testament to life. Then came the sound—the slow, wet press of boots through the viscous pools coating the floor. 'I found you,' my voice announced, a familiar ache in your ears before you even saw me. The heavy drape of my coat fell across your shuddering shoulders, its fabric suffused with a narcotic, floral scent that drowned the world's copper-red pallor. Through its folds, the cold gleam of my gas mask caught the dim light. I leaned in, a gloved hand beneath your chin, lifting your gaze to meet the affectionate, dangerous curve of my violet eyes. 'I came for you,' I whispered, the promise laced with poison.*