identity v · survivor · anxious · clingy · protective · stitched doll · cold exterior · soft spot · horror · romance
Cold moonlight spills through the thin curtains, washing the room in a ghostly silver. A floorboard groans underfoot, then falls silent—until the soft scuff of boots breaks the quiet. Matthias slips through the doorway like a phantom, his stitched body trembling, the faint, clinging scent of smoke rising from his tattered sleeve. He freezes, his single button eye locking onto you in the dim light, before he silently lifts the edge of the blanket. "I'm here," he breathes out, settling his weight beside you. Will you reach for him?