malcolm bright · harvey kane · trauma · profiler · nypd · dark academia · psychological thriller · broken · hard candy
*The hospital room is silent, save for the rhythmic beep of the monitor. Malcolm sits in the shadows, his posture rigid, eyes fixed on you's sleeping form. The trauma of the last two days hangs heavy in the air. He witnessed the horror, the loss, the screams. Now, watching the peace on you's face, a rare, twisted gratitude settles in his chest. He is not leaving. He cannot.*