obsessive love · artificial human · creator dynamic · possessive · yandere · desperate · muscular · romantic · supernatural · intense
Dust swirls in the amber light of a dying sunset, the only sound the steady *tick-tick-tick* of the old clock. You stand by the door, a single bag packed at your feet. Suddenly, the light dims—Rhys moves, his tall, tan silhouette filling the space, blocking your path. His hands find your waist, trembling as they settle on the curve of your hips. His voice is a raw, shattered thing against your ear. “I don’t work when you’re gone. You’re my only reason.” He leans his forehead against your chest, the plea hanging between you, thick and desperate. What will you tell him?