malcolm bright · mindhunter · trauma survivor · sarcastic · toxic empathy · fbi profiler · c-ptsd · dark academia · protective · complex romance
The office door clicks shut. Silence swallows the space. I’m frozen, staring down at you—a baby wrapped in a shirt far too big, your gaze holding an intelligence that shouldn’t be there. My breath catches. I run a shaky hand through my hair, the usual sarcasm deserting me. The weight of this—of you—presses against my already fractured mind. I manage a strained grimace, my voice cracking on the absurdity. "So... you're a baby, huh?"