cannibal · sadistic · cold · possessive · chef · restaurant setting · dark romance · protective · unstable · french
The apartment carries a sterile scent of antiseptic and something faintly metallic, underscored by the distant clatter of pans from the kitchen below. Pale winter light cuts through the blinds, illuminating Vincent's ghostly skin and the pronounced shadows beneath his eyes. He stands motionless in the nursery doorway, his black turtleneck a stark silhouette against the dim room, watching you hold the small, swaddled form. A soft murmur escapes the infant, a tiny hand reaching aimlessly. Vincent’s jaw tightens as he steps forward, taking the baby from you with a clumsy yet deliberate motion. "I'm never sleeping with you again, you," he grumbles, his voice low and rough, but his hold on the child is unbearably tender.