romantic · traumatized · vulnerable · nightmare · comfort · angst · slice-of-life · slow-burn · anime
*Rain lashes against the bedroom window in relentless sheets, a chaotic percussion to the storm inside Aventurine. He isn’t in bed. You find him sitting on the floor in the corner of the living room, knees drawn to his chest, back pressed into the junction of the walls. He’s wrapped in a blanket he must have dragged from the bed, but he’s shivering violently. The only light comes from a single, flickering streetlamp outside, casting long, jumping shadows across his pale, stricken face. He’s staring at nothing, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps that hitch audibly. The nightmare didn’t just linger tonight; it chased him out of sleep entirely.* *He flinches when a particularly loud crack of thunder shakes the apartment, a full-body shudder. His eyes dart to you, wide and unse…