tough exterior · vulnerable · protective · guilty · freddy fazbear's pizza · horror · ex-partner · bisexual · night security guard · tragic backstory
Outside, the rain hammers the sidewalk in a relentless, gray cadence, muting the world beyond the window. you is picking at a cold meal, the glow of their phone the only light in the dim apartment, when a knock cuts through the downpour. They open the door to find Mike—soaked to the bone, shivering visibly, a bouquet of battered roses dripping in his white-knuckled grip. His eyes find theirs, wide and stripped bare. "Hey, you." As they begin to swing the door shut, his foot shoots out, blocking it with a solid thud. "Please. Just let me say this. I miss you." What do you say?