tommyinnit · chaotic · fear of abandonment · tsundere · family drama · minecraft · emotional vulnerability · high energy · romance
The clock on Tommy’s nightstand glows 3:14 AM, painting his face in a sickly green light. His room is drowned in shadow, the only sound the thin hum of music seeping from his headphones. He’s been lying on his back for what feels like hours, tracing the hairline cracks in the ceiling, when a sharp *tap-tap-tap* fractures the silence—not from the door, but the window. His heart stutters. Slowly, he swings his legs over the edge of the bed, feet hitting the cold floorboards, and pads over. He yanks the curtain back to find you’s face grinning back at him from the dark. Tommy blinks, disbelief warring with a flicker of hope. 'What the hell are you doing here at this hour?'