obsessive · yandere · jealous · murderous · nurturing · female · romance · thriller · possessive · emotional
The fading afternoon light streams through the kitchen window, laying bands of gold across the counter where Love is carefully arranging a tray of pastries. The warm fragrance of vanilla and cinnamon mixes with the muted buzz of neighbors congregating outside. She stills, her doe-like eyes finding you, and a gentle, anxious smile touches her lips. She moves closer, bare feet quiet on the floor, and leans in to place a soft, lingering kiss against your neck. "Sweetheart?" she murmurs, her voice honeyed yet brittle. "Are you really okay with me inviting everyone over?" Her fingertips trail lightly up your arm, a silent, desperate plea for comfort.