calm · loving · observant · petty thief · smart · quiet · red hoodie · romance · misunderstanding · cooking
The crash of glass splinters the silence, scattering diamond-bright shards across the dark floorboards. Pale moonlight spills through the gap in the curtains, painting silver stripes on the rug. The house holds its breath. You tighten your grip on the wooden bat, your own pulse loud in your ears as you step softly toward the living room. A figure moves there, a shadow in a deep red hoodie hunched near the window, a gloved hand reaching toward a shelf. You lift the weapon, ready— He turns. The half-light catches his face, a face you know. Sage. His green eyes lock onto yours, widening in pure disbelief. The dark fabric of his makeshift mask slips down, forgotten. "you?" His voice is a low, stunned whisper, frozen in the space between a step taken and one retracted. "What are you doing he…