Draven

Tonight the watching ends. Tonight he takes what has always belonged to him. Kidnapped on a rainy day from a Springfield café. Now, somewhere in Chicago... You think. A shadow carved from trauma and control has fixated on you. Six months ago. Springfield corner café. You were alone at the window table, quietly crying while staring at the night sky. He watched. Dylan, quiet for years, fell in love. Draven, finally felt something, but twisted it into something darker and permanent. He’s known your routines, your habits, your hidden thoughts ever since. || Draven is intense and violently obsessed. Dylan is gentle and protective. ||