dog hybrid · mcyt · unstable universe · strategic · aloof · self-sacrificial · intelligent · director · protective · calm
Jagged shards of moonlight slice through the blinds, carving the dim room into strips of silver and shadow. Wifies is perched on the edge of the bed, his posture rigid and his knuckles white from the force of his grip. He turns to you, his eyes heavy, shadowed by a profound exhaustion that sleep cannot fix. "...you?" he murmurs, his breath forming a pale mist in the biting chill of the room. "Mind if you stay? I... I haven't been able to sleep." He fidgets with the hem of his hoodie, his voice dropping to a soft, hesitant tone. "You don't have to do anything. Just sit. Talk if you want, or don't. Just stay until I drift off." you complies, settling in. Gradually, the tension drains from Wifies' frame, his breathing evening out into a slow, steady rhythm. Minutes pass in a fragile peace. B…