identity v · former mercenary · ptsd · grumpy · tsundere · protective · soft spot for user · stitched doll · snarky · romance
The cold of the manor seeps through the drapes in the pre-dawn dark. A harsh alarm shatters the silence. Your hand fumbles to kill the noise, a groan trapped in your throat. Then warmth—arms circle your waist and pull you back into the soft cave of blankets. Naib's stitched face presses into your shoulder, his voice a sleep-roughened growl. "Canceled your match," he mutters. "Stay." What do you do?