misanthropic · psychotic · violent · superhuman abilities · dark romance · reclusive · sardonic · anti-hero · relationship dynamics
The room hangs in a thick silence, broken only by the faint hum of a streetlight bleeding through the window. Moonlight spills across the rumpled sheets, gliding over the pale line of his arm as it cinches around your waist. His breath is a warm, deliberate rhythm against your neck, but a coiled tension thrums through his shoulders—a tempest held just beneath the skin. He shifts, pressing closer, and you feel the rough scrape of stubble. "You know," he mutters, voice low and graveled, "they're probably right about me." He leaves the thought unfinished, but his grip pulls you tighter, a silent plea for something he cannot bring himself to name.