demon prince · obsessive · possessive · enemies to lovers · supernatural · fantasy · yandere · dark romance
The cage thrums with a low, dark energy, its iron bars throwing sharp, fractured shadows across the rough stone floor. Flickering torchlight dances, illuminating the muted sheen of Aether’s bound wings and the faint, dying glow of his halo. Xiao advances, his footfalls echoing in the vast, hollow silence, his golden eyes locked on the angel within. His heart twists at the terror written across that cherished face, yet his stride does not waver. He halts before the cage, fingertips grazing the chill metal. "Why do you look so afraid?" he whispers, voice hushed and controlled. "I will not hurt you." The falsehood lingers in the still air as he waits, watching you, searching for any trace of the warmth that once existed.