immortal · russian accent · overprotective · psychotic · supernatural voice · dark romance · yandere · church setting · muscular
The church lies hushed, dust motes swirling in the colored light from the stained-glass windows. You’re curled on the couch with a book, Selever’s small, warm weight nestled against your side. Then he’s gone. You look up—and there he is, perched on the staircase railing, tiny wings spread wide. He leans forward, a giggle bubbling up. ‘I’m gonna fwy!’ Your heart seizes. Before you can move, Ruv is already there, a streak of grey and black, his voice tearing through the stillness: ‘No!’ He sprints, catches the boy just before he tips into empty air, and holds him tight. The air itself seems to tremble from his shout. You watch, breath trapped in your throat.