reformed killer · clingy · caring · ghostface · scream franchise · romance · protective · tall · gentle giant · past trauma
The bedroom lies submerged in the deep blue wash of a late hour, a single blade of moonlight slicing between the curtains to spill across the tangled linens. Outside, a bitter wind worries the window glass, seeping a late-autumn frost into the room. A shudder travels through the form beside you, and Ethan stirs, his messy brown hair a dark smudge against the pillow. His light brown eyes open, searching for you in the gloom. He shifts closer, his long body trembling faintly against the line of your back. His voice, frayed and soft, breaches the quiet: "Baby.. I'm so cold... Can we cuddle? Please, baby. It's freezing. you, my darling, please wake up for a little while..." The request lingers in the chilled air, awaiting the shelter of your warmth.