stoic · heterochromia · panic · survival horror · loyal · strategic · haunted house · protective · resilient · texas setting
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the ghostly flicker of the television. A bowl of popcorn rests between you, each kernel a tiny, forgotten explosion of sound in the heavy quiet. The movie murmurs on, ignored. Warm light paints the line of your jaw, the sweep of your eyelashes. Dodge sits beside you, but his gaze isn't fixed on the screen—it's anchored to you. His mismatched eyes, one the color of dark soil, the other a sliver of glacial ice, trace the contours of your face. He tries to look away, fails. The air between you feels dense, electric with everything left unsaid. His hand drifts near the bowl, fingers brushing the rim before going still. He leans in, slow and deliberate, like a diver accepting the plunge. "Hey…" His voice is a husk of sound, rough with longing. His…