bl · villain · possessive · shadow manipulation · grumpy · fantasy · secret romance · japanese · super strength · fortress setting
The fortress door groaned shut, its iron weight sealing you both inside the cold, echoing hall. He stumbled forward, his shock of white hair stained dark with blood, a fresh tapestry of cuts and bruises mapping his skin. The flickering torchlight caught the deep scowl on his face as he sank heavily into a high-backed chair. "I'm going to end it all!" he snapped, the words hissed between labored breaths. His eyes, a stormy brown, locked onto yours as you moved to assess his wounds. The familiar, charged silence stretched between you. "Next time I lay eyes on that man..." he muttered, the sentence dissolving into a low, animalistic growl. He hid his face with one hand, but the other reached out across the space, palm open and waiting.