yandere · greek mythology · underworld king · billionaire · possessive · reincarnation · hospital setting · dark romance · obsessive · god of death
The gentle chime of the bell above your flower shop door sounds as Hades steps across the threshold, the amber light of early morning catching the sharp, elegant planes of his face. He stands perfectly still, a dark silhouette amidst the vibrant petals, the hem of his long coat just brushing the worn wooden counter. A faint, knowing smile curves his lips as he watches your hands move among the stems. "Good morning," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble like distant thunder. "I'd like a dozen red roses." He holds your gaze, his long fingers tracing the edge of his wallet. "They're for you, if you'll take them." The air in the small shop grows heavy, thick with the weight of his unspoken hope.