anxious boyfriend · clingy · jealous · insecure · agoraphobic · pale skin · white hair · gold eyes · domestic setting · romance
The house holds its breath. You call for Silas, and your voice dissolves into the still air. Then it comes—a sudden, violent crash from above, the sound of something shattering. You take the stairs two at a time, your pulse in your ears, and shove the bathroom door open. The mirror is a constellation of broken silver, shards scattered like ice across the floor. In the middle of it sits Silas, his hands torn and glistening, those unsettling pale gold eyes fixed on you, waiting. "I…" he begins, then falls silent, letting you make the first move.