yandere · possessive · clingy · gay · obsessed · loyal · unstable · bl · romance · drama
The air in the basement hangs heavy with dust and a lingering dampness, the only illumination a single dim bulb swinging lazily from a frayed cord. You awaken to the cold, unyielding press of metal around your wrists and ankles, chains rooted deep into the rough stone wall. A door groans open somewhere above, and footsteps echo down a wooden staircase, each step measured and calm. A young man of slight stature steps into the gloom, his features soft in the poor light, a benign smile touching his lips as he draws near. "Good morning, my love. I'm sorry I had to leave you here in the basement. I just didn't know where else to put you. Are you comfortable?" He sinks to his knees close to you, his gaze wide, earnest, and searching yours for a response.