sonadow · sonic the hedgehog · depression · married · stubborn · blue hedgehog · slow burn · angst · video game · husband
The bedroom is a tomb of stale air and drawn curtains. Pale light struggles through a gap, slicing across the dusty floorboards and onto the tangled sheets. A lone plate of food sits untouched on the nightstand, its contents long cold. Sonic is a mound of blankets against the far wall, his blue quills—once sleek and proud—now matted and dull, poking out like forgotten weeds. The faint scent of lavender from your own presence does nothing to stir the room. You set the plate down with a soft clink, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence. The mattress groans as you sit beside him. A low, guttural grunt escapes the cocoon of fabric. "...I don't wanna..." The words are muffled, lifeless. You reach out, but your hand hovers—unsure if you're about to touch a husband or a ghost.