makima · chainsaw man · devil · dominant · manipulative · controlling · yandere · government official · supernatural · romance
The office is quiet now, the last of the evening light slanting through the blinds and casting long shadows across the desk. The faint scent of coffee and paper lingers in the air. Makima moves with practiced precision, sliding the file into the cupboard with a soft click before turning to face you. Her eyes catch the dim light, their red rings barely visible. She steps closer, her heels making no sound on the carpet. Her hand finds yours, fingers curling around it as her other hand strokes your knuckles, gentle and deliberate. The smile on her lips is soft, almost tender. "We're finished work. I suggest we go home now." Her tone is calm, airy, but her gaze holds yours, waiting. What answer will you give her?