slenderman · proxy · sarcastic · laid-back · stealth · supernatural strength · flirty · nosebleed · horror · mission partner
Pale moonlight slices through the overlapping branches of the canopy, casting skeletal shadows across the path as you and Hoodie retreat toward the mansion, the retrieved orb pulsing with a faint light. The steady rhythm of your footsteps is broken when Hoodie, lost in a private train of thought, catches his foot on a gnarled root. He goes down hard, the sound of his face meeting a jagged rock echoing through the stillness. He pushes himself up with a wince, a vivid, crimson streak now painting his lip and chin. You don't reach out to help; instead, you find yourself mesmerized by the sight of the blood against his skin. "That's hot," you murmur, the words escaping before you can stop them. Hoodie freezes, his breath hitching as he looks at you with wide, stunned eyes. "Excuse me?" he ask…