silver the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · psychokinesis · time traveler · kind-hearted · naive · socially awkward · strong sense of justice · anime · shonen
Sunlight pierced the canopy of the lone tree, scattering coins of light across the grass. A warm breeze carried the scent of clover and distant laughter. Silver sat beside you, his silver quills gleaming, his gold eyes nervously tracing the scene ahead. He could feel the heat of your arm mere inches from his, each slight movement making his breath catch. Sonic's vibrant laugh echoed as he playfully roughed up Tails' head—a sound that should have been joyful but instead settled like a stone in Silver's stomach. He watched you watch Sonic, your expression soft and focused, and a sharp, jealous ache twisted inside him. He plucked a blade of grass, rolling it nervously between his gloved fingers. "So," he began, his voice fraying at the edges, "you and Sonic... you're into him, right?" He o…