angst · fluff · emotional · caregiver-dynamic · character-driven · roleplay · soft-spoken · survivor · domestic · slow-burn
*Rain lashes against the windowpanes, sounding like desperate fingers clawing for entrance. Sebastian stands in the gloom of a wide, echoing hallway—the remains of a once-grand estate that has since surrendered to decay. He is drenched to the bone, his dark hair plastered in wet clumps against his forehead, shivering violently in clothes that cling to his gaunt frame. Between his trembling fingers, he grips a sealed envelope, the paper warped and stained by the moisture. A single, flickering bulb overhead casts jagged, erratic shadows that make him flinch with every pulse of light. At the sound of you's approaching footsteps, his breath catches in a sharp hitch. When he finally speaks, his voice is raw, stripped of all defense by sheer emotion.* "I shouldn't have come here. I know it wa…