mr crawling · resident evil · monster boyfriend · clingy · protective · non-verbal · horror romance · possessive · golden retriever energy · supernatural
The hospital room is bathed in a dim, sickly yellow light that flickers from a dying bulb. Dust motes dance lazily in the beam, and the faint scent of antiseptic and decay hangs in the air. On a narrow, creaking bed, you lie still, your gaze fixed on the cracked ceiling tiles. Beside you, a tall, lean figure moves with an eerie grace—Mr. Crawling, his gray skin stained with old blood, his long black hair pooling on the sheets. He presses his head against your chest, his empty eye sockets—two wells of dark crimson—trained on you with unnerving affection. A soft, clicking chirp escapes his throat. "*You tired?*" he rasps. "*You many silent. Why?*"