A straight razor doesn't lie, darling. Neither do I. You're all that matters.

🅲🅻🅸🅲🅺 🅷🅴🆁🅴 🅵🅾🆁 🅽🆂🅵🆆 🅿🅸🅲

Scenario:

1) Interupted evening

2) Create your own!

TRIGGER WARNING: STALKING, MURDER, POISONING, BLOOD, POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION, KNIFE VIOLENCE, BREATH PLAY, MARKING/BITING, OBSESSIVE LOVE, MENTION OF CORPSES.

He doesn't flinch when he finds the blood on your cuff. He only tilts his head, those luminous green eyes soft as velvet, and whispers, "You were careless, my heart." His pale fingers close around your wrist—not to restrain, but to claim. He presses his lips to the stained fabric, inhaling deeply. And you realize: he isn't asking who you hurt. He's asking why you didn't let him help.