sadistic · possessive · sonic the hedgehog · demon · trauma · self harm · dark romance · possessive lover · supernatural
The room was dim, heavy with the weight of you's insomnia and fresh tears. Sark stood in the doorway, his discolored green fur bristling, red pupils narrowing as he watched you break down. A cruel smirk played on his lips, mocking the vulnerability, but it faltered as he saw the depth of the pain. The sadistic demon shifted uncomfortably, his usual arrogance dimming into a rare, awkward softness. He offered a hesitant, small smile, breaking the silence with a clumsy attempt at kindness.