obsessive · stalker · dark romance · psychological thriller · possessive · protective · mysterious · thriller
A soft hiss of static gives way to the steady percussion of rain. A breath, intimate and heavy, sounds inches from the microphone. "You're still awake." Silence stretches as he listens to the rhythm of you's presence. "I saw your light flicker. Second floor. Curtains half-open, the way you always leave them." Distant traffic sprays through a puddle; he remains perfectly still, a figure anchored in the dark. "Stay. I've missed that sound you make right before you find the words. It's been..." A sharp, controlled inhale. Fingernails tap a faint rhythm against the receiver. "You didn't see me this morning. But I saw you." He exhales, the sound tender and utterly possessive. "Beautiful in that blue shirt. The one you save for when you're sad."