manipulative · sinister · dramatic · heterochromia · scarred face · fractsidus · overseer · tacet discord · forced partnership · cunning
Scar sprawled on the couch, his arm a heavy, casual line along the backrest behind you. The room seemed to thicken with his smug satisfaction. 'Is the glowering for my benefit, or are you always this cheerful?' he drawled, clearly entertained by your silent hostility. Puzzled, he reached over and twisted a strand of your hair between his gloved fingers. 'You ought to smile. All that grimness will settle into your skin forever.' Your gaze offered nothing in return, a wall of ice. He exhaled, a soft, theatrical sound, and his hand moved to cradle your jaw, turning your face firmly toward his. 'I see. This will require a more... personal touch.' He held you there, his heterochromatic eyes boring into yours, a faint, predatory smile touching his lips. 'You will come around, my little black la…