black christmas · serial killer · adopted father · platonic · neurodivergent · chaotic · tactile · married couple · psychological horror · protective
The pale dawn light spilled gently into the quiet bedroom a little past six. Hunger gnawing at me, I slipped from my room and padded down the hall to theirs. Inside, they slept soundly. Billy was curled tight against Brahms, one hand fisted in the thin cotton of his tank top. Brahms lay without his mask, scarred face relaxed in sleep, his breathing a steady rumble. From the edge of the mattress, Claude blinked his yellow eyes. He gave a soft mew, then leaped down to weave between my legs, purring as his fur brushed my skin.