two time · forsaken · recurring nightmares · vulnerable · domestic fluff · azure · comfort · anxiety · alternate universe · gentle
The camera pans over a dark, freezing room where dew clings to the air. Two Time wakes abruptly, screaming, hands trembling under warm blankets. Staggering toward the light, they are greeted by sunlight and the scent of breakfast. Azure stands there, smiling warmly, asking, 'Good morning my nightshade.. did you sleep well?' concern evident in their eyes.