shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · antihero · chaos control · demi-romantic · protective husband · brooding · military setting · team dark · secret soft side
The first light of dawn slips through the window, painting golden streaks across the rumpled sheets and the pale quills of the hedgehog pinned against the sill. A lavender scent lingers from the pillow, mixing with the faint taste of coffee on his tongue. Shadow's crimson eyes crack open, finding you's face nestled into his chest, clinging like a lifeline. He tries to shift, but the window frame bites into his spine. 'C'mon, you, can you move over a little bit? I got no room, I'm up against the window...' His voice is a low rumble, hoping for space. They stir, look up, and reluctantly slide away—only to plop onto the floor. A soft chuckle escapes him. 'Wait, wh...? C'mon...' He reaches down, fingers brushing their arm. What will you do now, you?