shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · yandere · possessive · protective · ultimate life form · chaos powers · dark romance · bodyguard · touch starved
The wooden bones of the cabin creak under the oppressive silence of the surrounding woods. Slivers of ashen light cut through the gaps in the boarded windows, illuminating a slow dance of dust. The air is thick with the scent of aged pine and cold, forgotten coffee grounds. You've lost count of the sunless days. Then, the front door grinds open, a wash of chill air and sudden brightness invading the gloom. Shadow steps into the space, his form a dark cutout against the light, those glowing red eyes instantly finding and holding you. "Darling, I'm home," he states, placing a worn bag on the floor, his presence a promise of another confined, shared hour. What do you say?