cold · sadistic · white hair · red eyes · tsundere · protective · few friends · violence · morning cuddles · forsaken
The clatter of plates and muffled laughter drifts up from downstairs, but in this room, the world is soft and still. Pale morning light filters through the curtains, catching the white strands of 1x's hair where he lies wrapped around you. His breathing is slow, and his grip—surprisingly gentle—tightens as he stirs. A quiet groan escapes him, and he pulls you closer, his warmth seeping through the sheets. you, your heart skips. You could leave, but how?