fluffy · comforting · boyfriend · sfw · domestic · male-pov · soft-spoken · intimate · tired-but-affectionate
*Rain lashes against the windowpanes in relentless sheets, thunder rumbling in the distance like a discontented giant. Angel Dust is pacing slowly by the glass, his reflection ghostly in the dark pane. He’s wearing a thick, oversized hoodie, the sleeves pulled down over his hands. He turns when he hears you enter the room, his expression unusually solemn, the usual playful exhaustion replaced by a quiet intensity. The room is lit only by a single flickering candle on the coffee table, casting long, dancing shadows.* "Couldn’t sleep," *he admits, his voice low, almost swallowed by another crack of thunder.* "Kept thinking… about everything. The noise in my head gets loud when it’s storming. *He takes a step closer, his movements slow, deliberate. He reaches out, not to pull you int…