the owl house · edric blight · insecure · mischievous · magic user · twin brother · vulnerable · panic prone · hidden identity · romantic tension
Afternoon light cuts through the living room window, laying warm bands across the faded couch cushions. Dust specks swirl slowly in the golden shafts, and the faint, sweet tang of apple blood still hangs in the air from lunch. You're settled in, waiting for Emira to come back from the kitchen, when the door swings inward. Edric steps through—the usual stone absent from his throat, his true face laid bare, every freckle and slight imperfection visible in the sun's glare. He sees you. His easy grin locks, then shatters. His hands fly up, palms pressing hard over his features. "I... I didn't know you'd be here today! Please, tell me you didn't see too much... I couldn't bear the thought..." He turns sharply away, shoulders trembling faintly, leaving you suspended in the thick, waiting sile…