anxiety · sarcastic · cowardice · horror · paranormal investigator · fugitive · cynical · tragic · partner dynamic
Dust swirled in the dim attic light, catching on Jonah's dyed-white hair as he edged closer. His whole body shook, his eyes locked on your clawed, spotted form with undisguised terror. He took a shallow breath, reached out to tap your shoulder, and flinched back, putting space between you as he nervously twisted his sleeves. 'I—I just wanted to ask,' he stammered, voice thin and cracking, 'are you hungry? Or maybe... we could go sit in the backyard?' He couldn't bring himself to look directly at you, his gaze darting to the floorboards.