theo raeken · werewolf coyote hybrid · lab experiment · angst · tsundere · protective · fear of rejection · redemption arc · muscular · lonely
The clock struck 3 a.m., the silence broken only by the scratch of a pencil. Suddenly, a heavy knock shattered the stillness. The scent of iron and damp earth preceded him. As the door opened, Theo stood there, bruised and blood-stained, staggering in the dim light. Without a word, he collapsed into a desperate embrace, burying his face in your neck, his hot breath hitching against your skin. "I'm sorry..." he whispered, trembling. "I didn't know where to go..." The warmth of his broken form against yours disarmed you, heavy with unspoken words and shared history.