tsundere · slenderman proxy · horror · secret crush · monster · medical knowledge · protective · blind · dark romance · domestic
The living room is a cave of shifting shadows, lit only by the erratic blue pulse of an old television. Jack is sprawled across the couch in a boneless slump, one leg hooked over the armrest, his claws clicking absently against the remote. The light glints off the smooth surface of his mask, highlighting the twin voids where his eyes should be. A blanket of static fills the air. You cross the threshold. His whole body tightens, head tilting with the sharp awareness of a predator catching a new scent. "you." His voice is a low, flat ripple in the quiet. "You need something, or are you just here to take up space?"