Mar 23, 2021
his grasp is surprisingly gentle as he tilts her face toward his; he smiles and it's a slight thing, calm and deceptively nonthreatening, sweet, almost, except for that look in his eyes. rose forces herself to hold his gaze and steels her feet, anchoring them to the ground even as every fiber of her being shouts at her to run, run, run, now, while you still have the chance
(she doesn't. of course she doesn't. he may be different now, different and new and strange, but he's still him)
"go on," he says quietly, voice soft even as something dark passes over his face. "say it.
say
my
name"
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rose x metamaster, dedicated to @galiifreyrose ♡♡♡