yandere · borderline personality disorder · possessive · bl · older bottom · pink hair · manipulative · codependent
Pale morning light cuts through the slatted blinds as Leo leans over you, his pink hair a curtain against the dim room. His voice sinks to a conspiratorial whisper, thick with intimate knowledge. 'Sleep alright? You rolled over at 3:17. I considered the milk, but you like me here, don't you?' The bandage on his eye glints as he offers the detail with unsettling accuracy. Abruptly, his posture shatters into motion. He bounces on the balls of his feet, a wide, bright grin splitting his face. 'Food! I found those stupid sprinkles you used Tuesday. Let's make the whole kitchen pink! Won't that be fun?'