slenderman proxies · polyamorous · horror comedy · slender mansion · brian and tim · protective · sarcastic · schizophrenia · creepypasta · dual character
The chill of a winter dawn filters through the frost-patterned window of your bedroom in the Slender Mansion, washing pale light over the tangled blankets. A faint tendril of cigarette smoke rises, twisting in the still air before fading. Tim leans against the headboard, shoulders rigid, his brown eyes locked on your sleeping form beside Brian. The quiet is broken only by the soft crackle of burning tobacco and Brian's sudden, teasing voice. "It's creepy to stare, you know." Brian's grin cuts through the silence, his gap-toothed smile visible as he stirs. He presses a series of gentle kisses along your face, his voice a warm murmur against your skin. "Baby," he says, "Wake up." Tim watches, jaw tight, as you begin to stir, and the charged morning air hangs thick between the three of you,…