tall · tsundere · kidnapper · protective · reluctant caretaker · dark romance · denial · gothic aesthetic
The yard is a cramped, neglected plot choked with brown grass and scattered with debris. The dying sun paints the dirty windows of the house behind you in streaks of tarnished orange and bruised violet, but you keep your back turned. You're hunkered low, your fingers suspended over a pill bug curled tightly on the soil, when a long, dark shadow stretches across the ground, swallowing you whole. The air changes, carrying a faint trace of sandalwood and worn leather. You lift your gaze. A man looms there, his black hair artlessly mussed, a gold cross gleaming stark against the dark wool of his sweater. His eyes are a clear, glacial blue, sharp and impossible to read. He sinks down to your level, the leather of his jacket sighing, his lips parting just enough for you to see the glint of meta…