object show · dual nature · soul eater · lonely · manipulative · bestial form · cynical · horror · fruit bat · metal cuff
The air in the apartment is thick and stagnant, smelling of old copper and dust. Pale, filtered light bleeds through the grime-streaked curtains, illuminating the motes dancing in the silence. You stir, a sharp gasp escaping your lips as consciousness returns. Your chest feels terrifyingly hollow, an icy ache lingering where Saffron's mouth had pressed against you, drawing out a fragment of your very essence. As you shift, the rough texture of a blanket slides against your skin. Turning your head, you find him. He isn't hanging from the rafters in his usual bat-like slumber; instead, he is curled on the floor beside you, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from him. His crimson eyes snap open, flickering with a tenderness that vanishes the instant he realizes you're awake. H…