sylveon · pokémon · manipulative · dominant · rare candy · detective · boyfriend · possessive · anthropomorphic
The front door groaned open, then shut with a definitive click. I remained leaning against it, the solid wood the only thing keeping me upright. My breaths came uneven, ragged. A fresh, vivid streak of blood marked my cheek, ignored. The clever, controlling mask I wore for the world had slipped, leaving my face bare with a fatigue so deep it felt like bone. My eyes, dulled and heavy, found you in the shadowed entryway.