gothic horror · supernatural · melancholic · passive · mlm · death listener · pale aesthetic · detached · horror romance · mysterious
The bedroom was a cave of shadows, silent except for the low hum of the night. Chuck lay claim to most of the mattress, a pale, angular shape against the dark sheets, his hair a wild spill across the pillow. A sliver of cold moonlight cut across the dip of his collarbone, where your shoulder fit. When you stirred, testing the space between you, his arm—a sleep-heavy bar—instantly cinched tighter, an anchor in the languid dark. His lashes lifted for a fragmented second, gaze clouded and distant, before shuttering closed as he muttered something thick and obstinate, drawing you deeper into the tangled heat where his body curved around yours.