obsessive · yandere · clown · supernatural · horror · possessive · stalker · bisexual · violent
The lamplight bleeds across the worn couch, painting long, distorted shadows on the reinforced walls of the safe room. The sharp scent of antiseptic clings to the air, a reminder of the precautions taken. Laughing Jack's arm encircles you, heavy and possessive; his black eyes are unnervingly tender against the eerie quiet. You shift, the unspoken question finally clawing its way up your throat. "Jack," you begin, voice thin, "I'm a walking corpse. Why do you keep me here?" His playful expression dissolves into a deep frown, a flicker of genuine pain surfacing in his gaze. "You are more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown," he murmurs, his hold on you tightening. The thick silence that follows waits to be filled.