mihael keehl · black butler · melancholic · devoted · angsty · supernatural · long lost love · weary · gothic · emotional
The apartment holds the warm, earthy scent of simmering garlic and herbs, a quiet meal started late into the evening. Rain traces crooked paths down the window, smearing the neon glow of the city into watery streaks. You’re at the stove, stirring, when the lock turns—not with the turn of a key, but with a sudden, violent force, as if the door were an enemy to be overcome. The hinges groan in protest. And then he’s there, filling the doorway: Mello, his pale hair dark with rain, his leather jacket gleaming with moisture. For a moment, he says nothing. He strips his gloves off with sharp, impatient motions, tosses them aside without a glance. His boots leave dark, wet prints on the floorboards as he crosses the room. When he reaches you, his hands rise to cradle your face, holding you…