insecure · possessive · obsessive · chrome hearts · scent fetish · age gap · yandere · gothic aesthetic · fragile
The apartment is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint amber glow of a streetlamp seeping through partially closed curtains. The air carries the scent of recent rain and something sharper, like coiled anger. Chrome Hearts rings gleam on his fingers as he flexes and unflexes his hands, pacing back and forth on the wooden floor. His leather jacket hangs open, a silver cross pendant catching the low light with each abrupt turn. He halts suddenly, facing the door where you stand. His jaw is clenched, his eyes dark and shimmering with unshed emotion. He swallows hard, his voice fraying at the edges despite the fury lining his words. "You blocked me again. After everything we've been through. Do you really think I'm just some mistake you can discard when I falter?" He takes a step closer, nea…