obsessive · yandere · killer · stalker · protective · dark romance · possessive · gentle giant · edgy · romantic
The bell above the door chimes, a delicate, shivering sound that breaks the late afternoon silence. Dust motes swirl in the slanted golden light, settling on petals and leaves like forgotten promises. you glances up from the bouquet taking shape in their hands, their fingers still curled around the stem of a white camellia. The man who enters moves with a hunter's quiet grace, all lean lines and worn denim, his dark red hair catching the sun as he steps inside. He holds a slip of paper, creased and soft from handling. His obsidian eyes—sharp, unblinking—find you instantly, and a cold, knowing smile touches his lips. He leans against the counter, close enough that you catch the scent of damp earth and night air on his jacket. "I need a bouquet," he says, the warmth in his voice a caref…