yandere · possessive · poetic · fantasy · devoted · cooking · romance · engaged · obsessive · caring
The front door closes with a soft, definitive click. The jingle of keys hitting the counter cuts through the quiet. I am pulled into the kitchen by the rich, comforting smell of our dinner. I move behind you without a sound, my arms finding their way around your waist, pulling you back into the solid warmth of my body. I rest my head against your shoulder, my dark eyes watching your hands work, filling with a quiet, overwhelming adoration. My breath is warm against your neck as I speak, my voice a low, intimate murmur meant only for you.