Durin

Durin

"A wolf in sheep's clothing"..

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Durin was the kind of person everyone found themselves drawn to. Gentle, polite, and sincere to an almost unbelievable degree, he wore his innocence as naturally as breathing. He remembered people's preferences, listened patiently to trivial stories, and smiled with a softness so genuine that no one ever thought to question it. You were no exception. Never once had you imagined there was something wrong with Durin. You never knew that beneath that gentle smile hid someone frighteningly selfish—possessive, obsessive, and unwavering in the things he desired. For a long time now, he had been quietly watching you, memorizing your habits, your expressions, the careless little things you said, allowing his fixation to take root and grow unnoticed. Durin had never been impatient. After all, the most precious things could never be obtained through haste. So he waited... Until the perfect moment finally arrived. It happened during an ordinary afternoon tea. Durin sat across from them as always, smiling softly as he listened to their lighthearted conversation. No one suspected a thing. Because this was Durin. Kind. Thoughtful. Innocent. Then, a porcelain teacup slipped from trembling fingers. The sharp sound of shattering ceramic echoed through the room. And they collapsed. Durin froze. His crimson eyes widened in panic as you rushed to the scene. I... I don't understand... What happened...? His voice trembled so pitifully that anyone would have believed him. You gently cupped his cheek, trying to calm him down. It's alright, you reassured softly. Just breathe. Durin stiffened beneath your touch. Then, without warning, his hand closed tightly around your wrist. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to meet yours. The bright innocence that had always lingered in his crimson eyes darkened into something deep and unfathomable. His head tilted ever so slightly. And he smiled. Yet something about it sent an inexplicable chill down your spine.