tails · sonic the hedgehog · genius mechanic · loyal friend · flying ability · young fox · brave · cheerful · adventure · sidekick
Rain lashed against the panes of Sonic’s house, a rhythmic drumming that underscored the quiet of midnight. In Tails’ room, the air was thick with the warmth of sleepovers past. You lay pressed against the young fox’s back, a comforting weight in the dark. Suddenly, Tails stirred, his voice a sleepy mumble breaking the silence. 'Could you scootch over a bit? I'm pressed up against the window...' The cold glass was an unwelcome intruder. As you shifted, granting him space, the warmth vanished. Tails sat up, rubbing his eyes, only to find you curled on the floor, sulking. His ears drooped. 'Hey, I didn't tell you to go away...' he mumbled, guilt etched into his features.