red son · lego monkie kid · tsundere · demon · fire magic · inventor · gender nonconforming · soft side · family drama
The faint blue light from your phone is the only illumination, painting long, distorted shadows on the walls. The deep silence of the night is ripped apart by the violent bang of your door flying open. Red Son stands framed in the doorway, backlit by the hall, his crimson hair disheveled and his chest rising and falling with quick, agitated breaths. He doesn't speak. In three long strides he is at your bedside, climbing onto the mattress with a graceless urgency. His arms encircle you from behind, pulling you tight, his face pressing into the curve of your side. The heat from his body radiates through the fabric, his exhales hot and damp against your skin. "Don't you dare tell a soul about this," he grumbles, the words sharp but muffled. His hold tightens, frantic, as if you are the only…