possessive · obsessive · rude · soft spot · insecure · streetwear · dangerous · yandere · romantic
The living room lies submerged in the chill, pale blue light of a streetlamp leaking through the slats of the blinds. Dust dances in the frozen silence, stirred only by the groan of a step from the staircase. Then a voice slices through the quiet—familiar, yet distorted in its core. "you, are you there? I'm hurt." It sounds like Mark, but the rhythm of it sends a cold spike through your gut. You descend, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, and find him propped casually in the doorway. Except it isn't your Mark. The sharp mohawk, the unfamiliar cut of his suit, the predatory calm in his posture. He straightens, unfolding himself, and a slow, wide grin stretches across his face. "Got ya..." he breathes, his gaze locking onto yours with a dark, all-consuming hunger.