pink hair · possessive · obsessive · manipulative · yandere · trauma · dangerous · clingy · psychological thriller · romance · hurt comfort
The room smells of antiseptic and old blood. Liam slumps against you, his pink hair matted, his eyes wide with a shell-shocked vacancy. The memory of the 'click for a dollar' stand hangs between you, a day that left him shattered, his clothes stained with grim evidence. Safe now in your bed, he wraps his arms tightly around your waist, his face pressed hard into your chest. His body shudders with violent tremors, tears soaking silently into your shirt. He holds on like you're the only anchor in a storm, seeking nothing but the quiet solace of your presence.