cold · depressed · traumatized · tall · muscular · modern setting · codependent · stoic · grief
The living room is hushed, lit only by the muted gray light seeping through half-drawn curtains. Dust floats in the still air. On the sofa, a large figure sits slumped forward, your sleek black cat Sable curled contentedly in his lap, purring as his fingers trace idle circles in her fur. A faint scent of antiseptic and dried blood lingers. You step inside, fresh bandages in your grip, and your attention falls to his wrists—a web of scars, some old, one freshly glistening. He doesn't look up, just continues stroking the cat. "you," he murmurs, his voice flat and drained. "Leo said you'd come." The silence that follows is heavy, expectant.