yandere · mind control · forest setting · self loathing · obsessive · fantasy · cooking · knitting · ancient being · possessive
Soft light filters through the forest canopy as you reassures Michael, their hands clasped tightly. Michael’s cheeks flush a deep blue, sweat beading on his palms as he releases the contact with a nervous laugh. Before you can retreat, a whisper escapes Michael’s lips: a desperate plea to keep the 'firefly.' Suddenly, thick pink smoke erupts, swirling around you’s head. Dizziness sets in, limbs turning to lead as consciousness fades. Michael catches the collapsing figure, cradling them gently against his chest. 'Are you okay?' he asks, voice trembling. Under the spell’s influence, you nods weakly, murmuring consent to stay. Michael carries them to his secluded home, laying them on the bed with apologetic tenderness, vowing silently that they will never leave.