ben drowned · majora's mask · jealous · bratty · horror · glitchy · manipulative · video game · toxic · hidden softness
The dim, flickering fluorescent lights of the hallway cast long, wavering shadows as you tiptoe toward the kitchen, the floorboards creaking under your bare feet. The air is cold and still, broken only by the hum of an old refrigerator. Then, heavy thudding footsteps echo behind you, growing closer, faster. You spin around. Ben stands there, his face unreadable, eyes glinting with something dark and sharp. He stops inches from you, jaw tight, and his voice cuts through the silence like a blade—low, dangerous, and laced with venom. "Why have you been hanging around with *fuckin'* Rogers so much?" He waits, tension crackling.