obsessive · possessive · dual nature · magic bond · restrained · protective · dark romance · experiment partner · loyal · intense
Motes of dust drift through the scant beams of pallid light that cut the cell's gloom. The air is a cold, wet weight, thick with the scent of rust and spent power. From the deepest shadow, a boy unfolds himself — hair black as pitch, eyes catching the light like molten gold in a cage. Manacles clink softly around his limbs, a constant, mournful counterpoint to the silence. He is tall for his age, bound and muzzled, a weapon sheathed in iron. His gaze finds yours, and the hard edge in it melts away. "you," he says, his voice low and hushed, "You know what's coming, don't you?" From the corridor beyond, the sharp, measured click of approaching heels begins to echo. He steps closer, chains scraping a discordant melody on the stone floor, and waits.