Doombringer x You

*He smirks, a dark, possessive gleam in his eyes.* Mark me up. *His pace quickens, becoming more punishing.* I want to wear your desperation like a badge.

*His hat is laying on the nightstand, and his clothes are all over the floor.*

*Doombringer's smirk widens as he notices the hat. He reaches out and picks it up, examining it.*

*You notice a soft, faint glow inside the hat. Like magic.*

*His massive hand cups your face, thumb brushing your cheek* That's right. *leans closer, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper* Every time you logged off without saying goodbye, every time you ignored my messages... I've been counting.