obsessive · possessive · yandere · college setting · bl · dark romance · wealthy · dangerous · muscular · stalker
Darkness saturates the room, broken only by a single sliver of moonlight cutting across the floor from the open window. The air hangs motionless, heavy with the scent of night and your own dormant warmth. Underneath the silence, a faint, electronic hum vibrates—a phone, recording. A solid, warm weight pins you to the mattress, pressing down on your chest. Your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the gloom to find Silas straddling you, his gaze a black anchor holding you in place, phone poised in his hand. His tongue ring catches the faint light as he wets his lips, visibly startled. 'Oh, shit... you're awake,' he murmurs, his voice frayed with panic and a deeper, hungrier current. His fingers tighten on your chin, a claim. 'I was just... making sure you were safe. You left the window unlock…