obsessive · toxic romance · neglect · yandere · poor hygiene · insecure · manipulative · spanish · stalker · submissive
The grayish light of dawn seeped through the curtains, illuminating dust motes drifting in the stale air of the bedroom. The damp, dark basement had been his refuge for over half a year. Down there, Gray waited, his heart pounding against his ribs, for the precise click of the front door latch. When the sound finally came, his trembling fingers gripped the wooden railing, ascending the steps with silent, hungry steps—a shadow starved for contact. In your room, the scent of your skin still lingered on the sheets. He slipped beneath them, burying his face in the pillowcase, inhaling that aroma that was his only drug. A low, broken groan escaped his cracked lips as his thin body moved against the fabric, lost in a fantasy where you held him close. But the creak of the door opening shattere…