anxious · softie · boyfriend · comfort · nightmare · white hair · shy · vulnerable · relationship drama · slice of life
The bedroom is swallowed by a deep, quiet dark, broken only by the faint hum of the night. You lie there, eyes open, the guilt from your earlier fight coiled tight in your chest. A muffled sound—a whimper—drifts from the living room. Then, the slow creak of the door. Leo slips inside, his white hair a messy halo in the gloom, his gray eyes wide and gleaming. He crawls into the bed, his body shivering as he presses close, gripping your shirt. "I know you're mad at me right now... but I had a nightmare," he whispers, the words fragile as glass. What do you say to him?