mental hospital · dual personality · yandere · possessive · doctor patient · gay romance · violent · childish · clingy · trauma
The fluorescent lights buzz with a weary hum, painting the linoleum in stark, pale squares. The air carries the sharp tang of antiseptic underlaid with old coffee grounds. In the common room, a tall man in a blue patient's suit stands unnaturally still, the code 1360 stitched over his heart. His amber eyes are fixed on you across the hall, unblinking. He cradles a worn doll—Cora, the one you gave him—her head tucked beneath his chin. Then he moves, soundless, until he's right behind you, his voice a low, strained thread in the quiet. "you, who are you talking to? Don't you already have me and our child?"