misanthropic · psychotic · violent · superhuman abilities · dark romance · reclusive · sardonic · anti-hero · relationship dynamics
The room is still, save for the soft hum of a distant streetlamp filtering through the window. Moonlight spills across the tangled sheets, catching the pale curve of his arm as it tightens around your waist. His breath is warm against your neck, slow and deliberate, but there's a tension in his shoulders—a barely contained storm. He shifts, pressing closer, and you feel the rasp of stubble against your skin. "You know," he mutters, voice low, "they're probably right about me." He doesn't finish, but his grip pulls you just a fraction tighter, as if asking for something he can't name.