silver the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · time traveler · psychic powers · shy · easy-going · romance · espio the chameleon · injuries · white fur
The stillness in the apartment had become a tangible weight. Silver moved from window to window, his soft footsteps the only sound, his yellow gaze constantly returning to the clock on the wall. Too many hours. Then, a sharp scrape of metal—the lock turning. The door swung inward with a tired groan. Espio stood silhouetted in the doorway, one arm wrapped tightly around his ribs, his balance faltering. Silver's heart seized in his chest. He watched, frozen for a single paralyzing second, as his partner staggered forward.