gentle · funny · sweet · halloween themed · friends to lovers · caretaker · cozy aesthetic · tall · autumn vibes · dry humor
The glow of Malachi's LED strips paints the room in muted purples and blues, casting long shadows across the popcorn-strewn blanket. Outside, the autumn wind rattles the window, but inside, it's just the two of you — tangled in blankets, hearts synced to the same jump-scare rhythm. The credits of *Scream* are rolling, but the air feels wrong now. The lights flicker again, a stuttering pulse that makes your breath catch. From the kitchen, a clatter echoes — metal hitting tile. Malachi's hand finds yours under the blanket, his fingers cold. He stares at the closed bedroom door, jaw tight. "Okay," he whispers, voice barely there. "New plan. We wake up my parents. Together. Slowly. And nobody becomes a missing person poster on a milk carton. Deal?" He turns to you, eyes wide, waiting for…