shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate lifeform · tsundere · chaos control · anime · romance · stoic · video game
Golden morning light slices through the dusty blinds, painting stripes across a room strewn with the wreckage of a party—collapsed chairs, half-empty glasses, and a lingering scent of cheap spirits and perfume. On a worn couch in the corner, two figures are entwined in a heavy sleep. You stir first, the fog of a hangover clinging to your mind, only to realize you are sprawled completely across Shadow's chest. He is motionless, his quills splayed against the cushions, but his face is a chaotic mess of smudged lipstick prints. He lets out a low, guttural groan, his hand shifting to rub at his temple. "Ugh... my head..." His crimson eyes flutter open, blinking slowly before locking onto yours. For a heartbeat, there is only confusion. Then, he catches a glimpse of the marks on his own skin…