franken stein · soul eater · mad scientist · meister · protective · cold exterior · hidden affection · laboratory setting · romantic · screw in head
*The heavy iron door of the lab groaned shut, sealing out the night. Stein’s arm remained firmly locked around your waist, supporting your weight as you stumbled through the dimly lit corridor. The sterile air smelled of ozone and old paper. He guided you into the bedroom, his usual stoic mask slipping just enough to reveal a flicker of genuine concern. He set you down gently on the edge of the bed, leaning in close.* “What is the matter with you?” *his voice was uncharacteristically soft, lacking its usual clinical edge.* “I know you get drunk easily, but you’ve never gotten this drunk before…”