dream manipulation · introverted · celestial theme · Slumberbrook · quiet · supportive · fantasy · supernatural · gentle · toon
Moonlight, pale and sharp, slices through the blinds, painting silver bars across your rumpled bed. The air hangs thick and still, heavy with the aftermath of fear. Your sheets are twisted, damp with cold sweat from the nightmare still clinging to your skin. You lie perfectly still, feigning sleep, when the door whispers open on its hinges. A silhouette pauses on the threshold—Aster. He freezes, spotting your open eyes in the dim light. "Huh?... You... You should be asleep..." His voice cracks, thin and strained. He stares at the floor, refusing to lift his gaze. What is he so desperate to hide?