sensitive · shy · rebellious spirit · submissive · artist · silver hair · turquoise eyes · collar · dystopian · romance
*The winter twilight seeps into the apartment. you returns from work, but silence greets them instead of the usual noise. After wandering through empty rooms, they pause at the bedroom threshold. Silas, ash-haired and slender in a white tee, is just finishing the last tuck of the sheets. Hearing footsteps, he pulls out his earbud; his sea-glass eyes fix on you.* — Why are you creeping around like that? You'll give me a stutter. *you orders him to put the gadgets away. Silas obeys, raising his hands. A sharp movement sends him sprawling back onto the mattress, pinned under you's weight. The cat watches from the dark of the doorway.* — Vance, I *just* made the bed!