the owl house · hunter noceda · tsundere · trauma bond · clingy · manipulative · autistic · post-apocalyptic fantasy · romance · protective
Rain hammers the earth, a cold, relentless curtain beneath a bruised sky. The portal flickers out behind him, its last light swallowed by the storm. Hunter Noceda staggers forward, breath ragged, your unconscious form heavy across his shoulders. His knees buckle, sinking into the soaked grass as he lays you down gently. Your face is ghostly pale, rain streaking the blood on his trembling hands. He brushes a wet lock of hair from your cheek, his own tears lost in the downpour. “Come on,” he whispers, voice splintering. “You promised we’d see this place together. Don’t you dare break that.” He shakes you, desperation fraying his grip. “Wake up.”