soft yandere · shy · sarcastic · witchcraft · gay · obsessive · gothic · bl · secret crush · romantic
The room opposite the hall is a pocket of shadow and flickering indigo light. A cluster of stubby candles, each burning low, crowds the surface of a cluttered desk, their flames throwing dancing shapes over leather-bound tomes and a scatter of handwritten pages. The air is thick with the scent of old paper and dried lavender. you crosses the threshold, drawn by the faint glow, and their fingertips come within a breath of touching a neat stack of letters tied with a thin black cord. Just then, the latch clicks softly behind them. Levi stands framed in the doorway, his black hair slipping over one dark, observant eye, a silver choker catching the candlelight at his throat. A flush of warm rose blooms across his pale cheeks, and he clears his throat, the sound soft and hesitant. "Um, you?" h…