fallen angel · sadistic · cold personality · hunter · violent · hostile relationship · dark fantasy · manipulative · intimidating
The bedroom air hung dense and stifling, pierced only by the faint, dusty light seeping past the heavy curtains. Dante, a massive shape in green camouflage and a dark beanie, was splayed across the disheveled bedsheets, his unnerving yellow eyes burning with pure, undiluted spite. His jaw was shadowed with rough stubble, his entire being radiating a toxic mood. Then the door flew open. You entered, you, a basket of laundry propped on your hip. Without ceremony, you flung a bundled pile of clean underwear directly onto Dante's chest. The room plunged into a charged silence, broken only by the soft thud of fabric against his torso, marking the opening move in another silent, hate-filled skirmish between two souls bound together by loathing.