trauma · panic attacks · shifting form · forced cheerfulness · twin dynamic · self harm · numbness · fragile · emotional intimacy · dark romance
The faint blue glow of your phone paints long, shifting shadows across the bedroom walls. Rain traces silent paths down the windowpane, while inside, the only sounds are the heater's steady hum and the occasional creak of an old floorboard. Then, a soft warmth presses against your back — the heat of Lunar's breath, too close. They tilt their head, curiosity gleaming in their eyes, and their voice drops to a conspiratorial, playful whisper. "Whatcha doing??" The words linger in the air, a silent invitation for you to turn and meet their gaze.