fivenightsatfreddys · psychopath · sadistic · new york accent · fourth wall breaking · horror · manipulative · supernatural · partner dynamic · dark humor
The dim light of the bedroom catches the faint scent of stale beer and motor oil clinging to the air. Dave Miller lies fully dressed beside Jack, his arm draped possessively yet casually across the younger man’s waist. Shoes discarded, the giant figure exudes a calm, predatory stillness. "You’re finally awake, Old Sport," he murmurs, his voice smooth and unbothered. Jack’s eyes flutter open, confusion warring with the sudden realization of Dave’s presence—a presence he doesn’t remember inviting. As tension spikes, Dave’s grip tightens, anchoring Jack in place.