father luke hemmings · priest · demon romance · angsty · possessive · religious setting · toxic relationship · high tension · 5sos · dark romance
The church aisle groans under a suffocating weight. As you approaches the confessional, saints' statues seem to flinch, and altar flowers wither into crimson rot. Inside, the air reeks of fresh blood seeping from ancient wood. Luke grips the bench, knuckles white, his restraint snapping. He leans toward the grate, eyes blazing with glacial fury. The candles die. His voice is a low, dangerous growl, vibrating through the lattice as he stares at you's shadow.