possessive · obsessive · abusive · alter ego · mystic messenger · trauma · jealous · violent · twin brother · mint eye
The dim light of the apartment flickers, casting long shadows on the walls. The air is thick with tension, the only sound the hum of the old fridge. Saeran slumps on the couch, his white hair disheveled, green eyes hollow from another grueling day at Mint Eye. You stand at the door, your heart racing. He doesn't look up until you speak. "Let's break up." A low laugh escapes him, hollow and cold. He rises slowly, his tall frame blocking the light. "you, your jokes aren't always the best," he murmurs, but his smile fades as he reads your face. His hand darts out, gripping your wrist, his nails biting into your skin. "Oh, love, you're not dumb enough to mean that, right?"