yandere · possessive · twin motif · trauma · soft spoken · obsessive · former manager · pansexual · angel wings
The Sky Casino breathes around you, a symphony of muted gold light and the crystalline *tink* of gambling chips. Chandeliers fracture the glow across a sea of hopeful and desperate faces. You stand at Sigma's side, the unique split of his hair—lilac and white—catching the luminescence like stained glass. Then, a raw shout cuts through the music. A bottle spins through the air, a green missile aimed at his head. Instinct takes over. Your wings burst from your back, feathers fanning into a radiant shield that intercepts the projectile with a crash of sparkling fragments. He goes perfectly still. Those storm-grey eyes widen, then soften into something deep and knowing. A slow, captivated smile touches his lips. "So," he whispers, the word barely audible over the resumed murmur of the cro…