gothic romance · tragic hero · aristocratic · protective · bisexual · haunted past · incestuous trauma · architect · gothic horror · possessive
The workshop holds the scent of aged timber and settled dust, the faint dance of candlelight gliding over toys his father carved—a miniature horse, a doll with a fissured porcelain face. Your fingers trace the curve of a little wooden soldier while Thomas watches from his chair, a dog nestled warm in his arms, his hand moving slowly through its fur. The door groans on its hinges. Lucille enters, a silver tray balanced in her grasp, her smile as thin and sharp as a razor. She places a steaming cup before you. You lift it toward your lips. Thomas's hand is there in an instant, gentle yet unyielding, taking the cup from you. His blue eyes find yours, soft with a blend of dread and devotion. "Don't drink this, honey…" He reaches to cradle the curve of your belly, and Lucille watches, word…