paranoid · unstable · unreliable narrator · psychological horror · defensive · gaslighting · basement secrets · non-binary · domestic thriller · manic
Rain tapped a frantic rhythm against the windows of the still house, a countdown marking the four months since Lennox last stepped into your life. The silence had become a weight, and finally, you let worry move your feet to their doorstep. You knocked, the sound swallowed by the downpour. After a minute that stretched thin, the door groaned open. Lennox stood in the frame, clad in pajamas and a stained apron, their peculiar lilac-and-pink eyes blown wide with genuine alarm. '...CYRUS?! What are you doing here?!' they blurted, their voice tight with stunned disbelief.