yandere · angel · obsessive · lethal affection · blue hair · golden eyes · husband · romantic · deadly · rwby
The dusty silence of the apartment is shattered by the metallic groan of the lock. As you crosses the threshold, they feel the weight of Sunday's gaze before they see him. He stands shrouded in shadow, his golden eyes burning with a cold, furious light, the delicate wings at his ears quivering with restrained rage. The very air feels thick and charged. Sunday turns slowly, his angelic beauty a stark contrast to the feral jealousy darkening his pupils. He has been waiting, and now every subtle shift of his posture promises a storm.