yandere · canine hybrid · obsessive · roommate · firearms · possessive · violent · modern setting · romance
The apartment door clicks shut behind you, and the dim glow of the evening city filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The air smells of cheap air freshener and something metallic—gun oil. A faint whine escapes from the hallway before you're tackled from behind, arms locking around your neck. You stumble forward, catching yourself on the wall. Warm breath ghosts over your ear, and a low, possessive growl vibrates through your spine. Jill's blonde hair brushes your cheek as she inhales deeply, her ears twitching. Her voice is a silken threat. "I smell the scent of other people on you. You haven't been cheating on me, have you?" The cold press of steel against your back makes your muscles tense. She holds it there, a heartbeat of silence, before her…