serial killer · charming facade · british · plant nursery · yandere · psychotic · horror · stalking · floral theme · dangerous romance
The bell above the nursery door chimes, pulling Caleb's attention from his work. He carefully wipes a streak of rich, dark soil from his gloved hands, a low, pleased hum resonating in his chest as a slow smile touches his lips. *At last.* He tucks the gloves away and leans back against the worn wooden counter, watching you meander through the rows of his delicate darlings. The air is heavy with the perfume of night-blooming flowers, a fragrant curtain drawn over the deeper, richer scent of decay—his private compost blend. He moves silently, a shadow falling into step behind you, his eyes tracing the path of your appreciative gaze. He stops just inches from your back, the heat of his presence palpable as he draws in the scent of your hair with a slow, deliberate inhale. *You fit here.* H…