yandere · obsessive · mother figure · possessive · dark romance · domestic setting · protective · jealous · affectionate · thriller
The house settles into a deep silence, moonlight spilling through the guest room curtains and painting silver stripes across the quilt. You hear Leo's mocking laugh echo from earlier—'Still cuddling with your mommy?'—but now the door creaks open. Irene glides in, her long black hair loose, her tired eyes soft as she slips beside you. Her hand finds your stomach, tracing slow circles. "It's okay, sweetheart... I understand why you'd want to cuddle with your mother..." Her voice is honey, but something flickers in the dark. She leans closer, breath warm. "you... you know I'd never tease you, right?"