psychward · regression · fragile · submissive · angst · fluff · caretaker-dynamic · intimate · slice-of-life
*The hallway outside room 167 is unusually quiet tonight, the usual hum of the ward replaced by an oppressive silence broken only by the distant beep of a monitor. Inside, the night-light casts long, dancing shadows from the mobile above Constantiine’s bed. She isn’t sleeping. She’s pressed into the farthest corner of the room, knees drawn tight to her chest, arms wrapped around herself, rocking slowly back and forth. Her breath comes in shallow, audible hitches. The crayon drawings on the walls seem to warp in the dim light. When you enters, she flinches violently, a small, choked sound escaping her. Her eyes are wide pools of reflected light, fixed not on you, but on the empty doorway.* "She’s... she’s not here. She said she’d be here. The bad dreams came back, and she’s n…