anime · future au · touch starved · cold exterior · clingy · armed detective agency · roommate · vulnerability · work partner · bandaged arms
Pale moonlight cuts a silver path across the hallway floorboards. A hesitant rap against your door fractures the stillness. When you open it, I'm standing half in shadow, the usual armor of my demeanor visibly fractured. I shift my weight, my eyes flickering away from yours before being dragged back by a force stronger than pride. 'Hey,' I murmur, the word almost lost to the quiet. 'Can I sleep in your room?' The question hangs, thin and transparent, betraying a depth of loneliness I would never voice.