DROW | ATEEZ

His Obsession

His eyes slightly began to glow even brighter as his lust and desire for Y/n only grew into an bad obsession. He holds out his hand, creating an pile of black dust there were floating through the thin air and went to surround Y/n, who stood in complete shock and looked around at the dark magic there holds her in place. The corner of his lips turned into a smirk, showing his fangs as he pulled his hand back and automatically dragged Y/n over the floor, until she now stood right in front of him, with a gaze filled with fear and fright.
Her heart were beating like a thousand horses, running wildly in the free.
He gently let his fingers slide across her soft, red cheeks and put the fallen string of hair behind her ear and let his smirk form into a soft smile, "I do not wish to hurt you.. not on purpose." He spoke in an low voice, barely above an whisper as he lifted her head up with his index finger there rested underneath her chin.
The sweet scent of oak reached her nostrils as she stood right up against him, leaving no space in between them. She knew that he already had spellbound her and she were unable to escape his grip, but what she doesn't know is that, his obsession will be able to kill her.
Sylvar is too unaware of the consequences for his obsession for her, he doesn't know the true nature of his creature, despite being an supernatural creature, he is still not familiar with the truth that lays behind his form and nature there
will lead him into a pitch black hole of emptiness, once he will commit the greatest sin of all.

Suddenly a bright light shone through the windows behind them, a golden light there leaded a thousand fireflies towards the dark forest and lightened it up like a lantern. Both Y/n and Sylvar eyed the beautiful sight of the golden
fireflies there slowly approached the old hut.
Sylvar's expression changed as he knew the reason for the fireflies appearance through the forest. The elves had woken up from their sleep and went to guard every inch of the forest and protect the creatures there lives under its care.
Suddenly the sight of an young male elf there appeared through the dark exit of the forest had now caught Y/n's attention and she immediately felt how her heart skipped a beat. The beauty the manly elf holds and the elegant feature that he had were seducing her in every way.
Sylvar noticed every move that Y/n made as she eyed the young elf and he immediately felt an bad anger there took over him. He gritted his teeths while his eyes were turning into an blood red waterpool of anger.
"Is that an.. elf?" She asked so quietly while she pointed over at the young elf there looked up at all the fireflies there flew up in the sky. Sylvar growled annoyedly and nods. Without thinking, he tightened his grip around her as he felt frustrated and furious by the sight of the elf and the gaze that Y/n had in her eyes.
She lets out a painful groan, which had made him let go of her immediately, "sorry.." he simply apologized for his unintentionally actions.
"This is only an young teen, whom doesn't seems to have noticed the barrier that I had created." Sylvar spoke, making Y/n look back up at him. Sylvar's gaze followed the young elf, while Y/n was admiring Sylvar's manly, her beautiful visual.

Without hesitation, she placed her hand upon his muscular arm, making him look back at her in confusion, "what's the matter?" She asked as she saw how his look and attitude changed the moment that he too spotted the young elf. He forced a smile upon his lips and shook his head, "nothing.. you should get to bed, it's way over midnight, you needs the rest." She silently nods and turned around to leave the room and went towards the staircase, "okay.. we'll, good night." She said before she took her leave. She do not know why she obeyed his order, but her tiredness may have taken over her and she decided to go back into the room she woke up.

Sylvar POV

After he were left alone back in the room, he let his gaze go back to the young, innocent male elf, whom never seemed to have noticed that he had crossed the line of Sylvar's territory as he were only following the light of the fireflies and watching them fly around like the light of the night.
Sylvar clenched his fists as he grabbed the many small spears that he had just made and silently headed out of the hut. His black outfit had made him able to get camouflaged with the shadows of the darkness and he slowly crawled closer towards the elf.
The spear in his hand were as sharp as a sword there were able to cut down every enemy. It is an great sin to kill something so pure like elves and unicorns, they is the most innocent and purest creatures of the forest, but for someone like Sylvar, none of those sins mattered to him, he were a beast of the darkness and the blood he had spilled from innocent people and creatures couldn't be saved.

His eyes were all focused on the elf boy, who only seems to get closer to Sylvar. He moved slightly around in the dark and climbed up in one of the big trees to get a better view of the surroundings beneath him. He clenched his grip around the spear, sending an bunch of dark dust there were circulating around the stick.
Within a second, he finally threw the spear. The spear flew through the air, until it hits the poor elf, causing him to fall down to the ground with a painful groan. He were struggling until death slowly approached and his numb, lifeless body finally gave up and fell into the pool of his own blood there were soaking out of his chest.

A smirk appeared upon Sylvar's lips as he watched the whole scenario of the poor elf there died by the poisoned spear carrying the dark magic that Sylvar holds.
All the fireflies disappeared once again into the forest, leaving all its surroundings back into darkness, Sylvar sat upon one of the branches and looked around, in case to be sure that no other creature would approach while he is getting rid of his victim.

Before he made any new moves, he looked back towards the window on the first floor, but there were no one to be seen, so he assume that Y/n might already have gone to sleep.
Before he will return back, he would get rid of the dead body of the elf.

Y/n POV

The morning sun had finally approached from behind the horizon and stood high above earth, welcoming all the living beings beneath.
Y/n let her hand cover her eyes as the sharp rays of the sun shone brightly through the window, causing every corner of the room to lit up.. she lets out a low groan as she rubbed her eyes and tossed around in the bedsheets. Suddenly the soft sound of humming had caught her interest and she looked back over her shoulder to see Sylvar sitting in the window frame. The gentle tone in his voice were like an soft lullaby, there could make you slightly fall back into dreamland or get enchanted by his song.

Y/n sat up in the bed and looked over towards him, just admiring his elegance and beauty in the rays of the sunlight. He looked like an antique porcelain doll as he just sat, unmoving and looked out of the window.
"Good morning." She gestured, while she strengthened her small body. Sylvar looked back at her and smiled, "good morning." he spoke in an low, soft voice as he let his eyes meet hers.
Something seemed off about him this morning, but she can't really point out what it might be as Sylvar were just like an closed book, there never were meant to be opened. She doesn't know or understand his feelings or emotions as he keep it all straight and do not show any interest in anything else but his obsession for her, that had made him turn into a cold hearted monster.