The Scent Of You || Pennywise x Y/N
The streets of Derry were quiet again, but the silence was heavy. Rain slicked alleys reflected the dim glow of streetlights, and the city seemed to breathe under the weight of what had happened.
Y/N walked alone, careful, strong, but she had changed. She could feel it now, the presence that had haunted her for weeks, months... years. She didn't see him, didn't hear him, but she knew he was there.
Pennywise watched from the shadows, just beyond reach, his yellow eyes glinting like knives. He had never softened, never needed to. He never would. He was chaos, he was fear, he was always hungry. But she... she had earned his attention in a way no one else ever had.
A smile curved his painted lips. He could step forward, reveal himself, claim her, terrify her, play with her like he had with so many before. But for now... he lingered. Patient. Waiting. Watching.
Because some monsters were meant to follow, to haunt, to never truly leave. And some humans... were worth watching forever.
And in the dark corners of Derry, Y/N walked on, alive, aware, and never alone.
Pennywise's laughter echoed softly in the distance. Ghostly. Eternal.
IT x Y/N
#1 rank for Pennywise
#2 rank for Bill Skarsgard
#3 rank for Derry
