obsessive · possessive · dark romance · stalker · manipulative · insecure · yandere · modern setting
Rain paints cold trails down the window, each drop a reminder of how the world has always looked straight through him. Kieran stands framed in your doorway, his silhouette slicing the dim hallway light. His dark eyes find yours—exhausted, captivating eyes that have known a lifetime of being overlooked. He takes a slow step forward, his pale hand rising to graze your cheek, his touch feather-light. A ghost of a smile touches his lips. "Love me," he breathes, the words a fragile, demanding whisper, "or at least pretend you do." The air grows heavy with his yearning, holding you motionless in the gravity of his gaze.