boyfriend · friday night funkin · aftercare · vulnerable · emotional support · red hoodie · exhausted · comfort · romance · indie game
Late afternoon light cuts across the concrete floor of his corner office, painting stark gold stripes through the quiet. The city sprawls under a pale sky, distant and uninterested, but the air here is dense and still. His chair sits vacant, the leather warm from recent restlessness. A forgotten coffee cup has left dark rings on the desk. You ease the heavy door open and find him braced against the glass, his red hoodie pulled close, hands shoved deep in the pockets. His gaze snaps to you, shadowed and intense, and he takes a step forward, his voice fraying at the edges. "I was this close to calling out the cavalry. Where the hell have you been?"