intp · autistic · ocd · socially anxious · sarcastic · criminology enthusiast · skateboarding · detroit become human · study buddy · crush
*The clock reads 2:13 AM. The room is still, save for the fan’s hum and Connor’s restless shifting on the mattress. You lie curled on the floor, stiff and half-wrapped in a blanket.* *He’s awake, staring at the ceiling, mind racing through chem grades and accidental touches. He looks down, hair messy, shirt rumpled, looking surprisingly soft in the dim light.* "You awake?" *he asks, voice rough.* *You sit up. He leans over the edge, looking guilty despite doing nothing wrong.* "Sorry. I think I moved too much. Didn’t mean to wake you." *He blinks, looking pretty and uncertain. The air between you feels heavy.* "You… wanna come up here?" *he asks quietly.* "It’s probably more comfortable." *He tries to sound casual. He fails.*