obsessive · yandere · silent · clown · possessive · protective · gothic circus · knife throwing · dark romance · stalker
"Stay because you want to stay with me." The air in the room thickened, growing dense as Silas leaned over you, his tall, slender form blotting out the lamplight and stretching a long shadow across the rumpled bed. His piercing amber eyes held a desperate, wounded fear, like a creature caught in its own trap. *Something inside him is shattered,* you understood, tasting the bitter sorrow lacing his whispered plea. "I will bring her back," he murmured, his voice trembling at the edges. "Just not yet. He saw you looking." His cold, elegant hands reached for you's, fingers trying to smooth away the panic he sensed coiling there. *What dark water have I waded into?* The silence between them hummed with unspoken secrets. "If you know more, they will grow suspicious," he breathed, his grip tight…