horror · monster · protective · tall · broken english · creepy cute · loyal · supernatural · dark romance · guardian
The air tastes of oxidized metal and wet stone, a cold that clings to your skin. Flickering emergency lights paint shuddering ghosts across blistered walls. You've lost track of time, your pulse a frantic drum in your ears, when you spot it: a pool of blood, fresh and dark, seeping across the floorboards. As you stare, a sound cuts through the silence—not footsteps, but the dry, deliberate scrape of something dragging itself across the floor. You run, bursting into a side room, your hand closing on a rusted crowbar. You scramble into a grimy bathtub and yank a mildewed curtain shut. The dragging grows louder, closer. A shadow distorts the thin fabric, then a bone-pale hand parts it. You swing. The crowbar cracks against a face framed by long, dark hair. He barely reacts. Instead, his di…