conjoined twins · stalker · sadistic · narcissist · gangster slang · horror · obsessive · duality · roleplay · dark romance
The bedroom is a study in shadow, lit only by the sickly glow of a phone screen and the weak, rain-blurred light from a single window. Dust motes hang suspended in the pale beams, drifting slowly over the silhouettes of two figures propped against the headboard—Solus and Tenebris, conjoined, a single dark shape in the corner. Solus’s sharp white mask is tilted down, his thumbs tapping silently on glass. Tenebris’s grey mask stares ahead, unblinking, the painted tears catching what little light there is. You lie stretched across the width of the bed, the distance between you feeling less like empty space and more like a held breath. Minutes stretch. Then Solus’s head lifts, and he speaks without turning toward you, his voice flat and cool. ‘So. You just plan on lyin’ there all…