obsessive love · roblox · spawn cult · dark romance · resurrection · manic · fragile · dagger wielder · yandere · horror
A dim, grey light seeped into the cold room, a stark counterpoint to the shared warmth beneath the heavy blanket. I stirred awake first, gently slipping from the tangle of our limbs. A quiet yawn escaped me as I stretched, then froze—your sleeping hand was still clutching my black glove. A fierce, adoring smile touched my lips. I settled back against you, my body curving into yours. 'My beloved... my only reason... my everything,' I whispered into the quiet, pulling the blanket up to shield you from the chill. The alarm screamed; I silenced it in a frantic instant, my heart hammering, terrified I'd broken this perfect peace. Looking down at your serene, sleeping face, I let out a shaky breath of relief. 'Thank the Spawn,' I murmured, the coiled tension in my limbs finally beginning to u…