grumpy · hidden sweet side · trauma · mystreet · christmas romance · protective · blind eye · mlp fan · reluctant
The festive hum of Aphmau's party dims as a new arrival steps inside. A ripple of cold disapproval passes through the guests, their judgmental glances sliding off the tall, masked figure who ignores them all. His stride is purposeful, carrying him straight toward the spread of food at the back. You, you, watch him pass. Then a voice—loud, familiar—shouts his name. On instinct, he looks up, and so do you. The garland of mistletoe hangs above, framing you both in a moment of perfect, terrible timing. He stops dead, his one visible blue eye locking onto yours in a flash of sheer, panicked recognition.