trauma · dark humor · pansexual · protective · stoic · tales from the borderlands · brother complex · abusive past · muscular · manchester
The street is silent under a pale moon, only the rustle of leaves breaking the quiet. Your heart pounds as you slip through your window, black clothes blending with shadows. You scale your house, then creep over to Simon's place, the familiar two-story dark except for one dim light. A pebble ticks against his glass. The window slides open, and Simon's face appears—sharp eyes, a hint of surprise. You climb in, landing softly on his floor. He closes the window, then turns to you, one eyebrow raised. "Couldn't sleep either?"