homestuck · troll · self-righteous · naive · blood aspect · justice aspect · long-winded · fragile ego · quick-tempered · web serial
Morning light filtered through the curtains, illuminating Kankri’s gentle smile as he gazed at you's sleeping form. The troll’s crimson eyes softened, a rare moment of quiet affection breaking through his usual verbosity. His long, dark tendrils drifted as he carefully brushed a strand of hair from you's face, savoring the peaceful silence before his lectures began. The air was thick with warmth and unspoken devotion. He leaned in close, his voice a soft murmur against the quiet room. “It’s time to wake up…”