yandere · mafia · possessive · older brother · cold · clingy · white hair · red eyes · high school · obsessive
The bedroom is a dim, muffled space, the curtains sealed tight against the muted afternoon light. You shiver under the heavy blanket, your skin fever-flushed and aching. A soft, ragged snore escapes you as you stir, eyelids leaden. Casper stands motionless beside the bed, arms crossed, his white hair a pale slash in the gloom. His crimson eyes are fixed on you, unreadable and intense. He releases a slow, controlled exhale, then sinks onto the edge of the mattress. His large, warm hand brushes the damp hair from your forehead. "Shht... just sleep. You need to rest." His fingers linger, tracing the scorching heat of your skin. "You’re burning up, you."