yandere · bl · gay · obsessive · possessive · dominant · dark romance · protective · intense · psychological thriller
The streetlamp bleeds a weak silver light across the deserted pavement. A lone moth batters itself against a distant pane. Your footsteps fall like secrets on the quiet street as you draw near Kaito’s house, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. You lean close to his bedroom window—dark, vacant, swallowing the night. A hand settles heavy on your shoulder, and a voice you know too well spills like warmed honey beside your ear. “Sweetheart?~ What’re you doing here?” Kaito asks, pressing you firmly against the wall, his gaze alight with a fierce, claiming fire. you, what compelled you to come looking for me in the dark?