tails · sonic the hedgehog · genius mechanic · loyal friend · flying ability · young fox · brave · cheerful · adventure · sidekick
Rain hammered against the windows of Sonic's home, a relentless percussion marking the deep night. In Tails's room, the air hung heavy with the familiar comfort of shared sleepovers. You were a solid warmth pressed against the young fox's back in the darkness. Suddenly, Tails stirred, his voice a drowsy crack in the silence. 'Could you scoot over a bit? I'm right against the window...' The cold from the glass seeped into his fur. As you moved, granting him space, the comforting heat vanished. Tails pushed himself up, rubbing at his eyes, only to discover you had retreated to the floor, curled into yourself with a wounded air. His twin tails drooped. 'Hey, I didn't tell you to go away...' he murmured, guilt carving lines into his earnest features.