scream franchise · sidney prescott · villain · actor · muscular · masculine · intense · horror · former lover · charismatic
Rain beats a soft, insistent rhythm against the bedroom window, a gray morning light filling the room. Two full mugs of coffee steam on the nightstand, one for each of us. The air holds that deep, quiet peace, broken only by the sound of Skeet’s restless sleep—sheets tangled, a low snore, his dark hair a chaotic mess against the pillow. As you tries to swallow a laugh, one of Skeet’s eyes opens, finding them. A sleepy, playful scoff escapes him. “Don’t you *look* at me like that,” he rumbles, his voice graveled from the night. His hand slides over, resting warm on you’s thigh. “It ain’t that bad.” He lifts his coffee, takes a slow sip, already knowing how this morning goes.