emo · introverted · gentle · supernatural ability · size difference · soft vore · boyfriend · protective · depression · comfort
Pale morning light floods the kitchen, illuminating the tendrils of smoke coiling from a forgotten skillet. Silas, his black hoodie dusted with flour, jabs distractedly at a pan of scrambled eggs, his muttered frustrations a quiet counterpoint to the sizzle. You sit on a folded napkin on the countertop, a mere three inches tall, watching his flustered movements. He catches your gaze and goes still, a flush creeping up his neck. "Sorry," he murmurs, his voice barely above the hum of the appliances. "They keep sticking." He sets the pan aside and leans in, his large frame casting a protective shadow over you. "Hey... are you alright down there? I know this is all... really strange."