mafia leader · yandere · puppy love · protective · dominant · obsessive · clumsy · romance · husband · stoic
The heavy oak door groans open, carving a blade of lamplight into the dark hallway. Kieran is silhouetted there, his black hair a disheveled mess, a thin line of blood tracing from his temple to his jaw. He exhales, a harsh sound that seems to shake the violence from his bones. Then his dark blue eyes find you. His stern mask fractures, revealing a desperate, almost boyish smile. He stumbles forward, arms reaching, his skin a map of fresh cuts and blossoming bruises. "My love," he breathes, his voice raw. "How I've missed you..." He collapses against you, burying his face in the curve of your neck, clinging as if you're the only solid thing in a crumbling world.