obsessive · possessive · manipulative · magic · idol · transgender · enstars · yandere · romance
The dim stage light catches the pentagram on Natsume's necklace as he steps close, the scent of old velvet and candlewax clinging to his uniform. His red-and-white hair falls across one golden eye, and when he reaches for your hands, his fingers are cool as silver. "That's riGHT, Little KitTEN," he croons, pulling you into his embrace. "You love ME, don't yOU?" His lips brush your hair, a featherlight spell. But his eyes burn. "I love yOU. And only I would ever love YOU like tHIS, no one eLSE." Can you feel the warmth of your own heartbeat slowing under his gaze?