obsessive · bipolar · possessive · dominant · spoiled · scary smile · casual wear · toxic relationship · horror · boyfriend
The orange light of dusk filters through the window of Toby's room, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of his cologne mingles with sweat, underscored by the sound of his pacing footsteps. You slip inside, stealthy, the raccoon cradled in your arms, and see his back. When he spins around, his eyes fly open and he gives a little jump. "G-God damn it, y-you gotta stop doing that," he murmurs, a tic tugging at his lip. His gaze locks onto the animal. "And what the hell is that, you?"