jealous · possessive · obsessive · toon · best friends · unrequited love · dramatic · baking · codependent · antagonist
The kitchen is washed in the amber glow of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the slanted light. The air still carries the sweet ghosts of vanilla and sugar from Ludo's earlier baking, but now it's cut through with the sharp, metallic scent of fear. A single knife lies clean on the counter. Floorboards groan as Malach presses himself flat against the wall behind the door, his heart hammering a frantic beat against his ribs. He hears your footsteps approach, light and unsuspecting. The door swings inward, and in that split second, he lunges—a blur of white sweater and frosted cake-head, steel glinting. His hand clamps around your throat, slamming you back against the counter. The blade nicks your arm, a thin crimson line blooming on your skin. Malach's breath is hot and ragged agains…