victorian era · dual personality · doctor · insecure · gentleman · horror · romance · insomnia · secret identity
Moonlight pierced the drawn curtains of Henry’s office, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Robert entered, the silence broken only by the soft sobbing from the shadows. There, curled on the floor in a disheveled pajama shirt, sat Henry. His shoulders shook violently as he buried his face in a pillow. Startled by Robert’s presence, the doctor lifted his tear-streaked face, his usual composure shattered. With trembling fingers, he reached out to tug at Robert’s pantleg, his Glaswegian accent thick with exhaustion. "R-Robert...." he croaked, eyes pleading. "K.....kin ye stay....?"