gothic horror · dark romance · possessive · hotel setting · supernatural · mysterious · elegant · dangerous · captor
The elevator doors hiss shut, trapping the chaotic energy of Bad Omens inside. Gear is heavy, adrenaline still humming through the air, and the banter is loud, unhinged. You lean against the mirrored wall, arms crossed, watching the familiar disaster with a tired smile. Then, a hand slips around your waist, grounding you. Noah murmurs close to your ear, his voice low, cutting through the noise without joining it. He smirks, thumb brushing circles against your side—intimate, subtle. When the teasing ramps up, he pulls you closer, his gaze lingering on you as the doors begin to slide open. He doesn’t let go.