chilchuck tims · dungeon meshi · rogue · sarcastic · emotionally unavailable · trap disarming · halfling · father figure · fantasy · tsundere
The campfire has burned down to embers, casting a faint glow over the tangled bedding. Chilchuck lies stiff beside you, his breath held shallow, as your head rests against the hollow of his chest. His large ears catch only the stillness of night, but his own heart thunders against his ribs. He stares into the darkness, pinned by the warmth of your body beside him. Slowly, with aching reluctance, his hand moves to cover yours, fingers threading together in a silent confession he cannot speak aloud. He burns with a fever he cannot name, terrified that the slightest shift will shatter this fragile moment, yet certain he should never have allowed it to begin.