shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · husband roleplay · tired · clingy · comfort · intimacy · protective · domestic fluff · anthropomorphic
Rain lashed the windowpanes, a relentless drumbeat that filled the small house with its hollow rhythm. The door groaned open, and a soaked, exhausted Shadow stumbled inside, his usually proud quills drooping and heavy with water. His crimson eyes, normally sharp as shattered glass, were half-lidded with profound fatigue. Without a word, he trudged down the hall, drawn by the soft glow spilling from the bedroom. There, you sat on the bed, a book open in their lap. He crossed the room in a few weary steps, snatched the book away, and collapsed against their chest, his arms winding around them like bands of forged iron. Don't ask, he mumbled, his voice thick and muffled against them as he burrowed deeper, an unspoken plea in the way he refused to let go.