omniscient · cosmic horror · king in yellow · minecraft · reserved · patient · eldritch survivor · trauma · hidden past · weary
The apartment was silent, save for the hum of a dormant laptop. Derek lay curled on the bed, a mess of dirty hair and wrinkled clothes, looking less like a friend and more like a ghost. When you shook him awake, he didn't startle. He simply squinted, eyes puffy with exhaustion and something deeper, darker. His head pounded, a rhythmic echo of the void he’d escaped. He saw you’s concern, the questions forming on their lips, and he felt the weight of secrets he couldn't share. The spark was gone, replaced by a hollow, all-knowing weariness. He stared at you, knowing exactly what they would say before they said it.