serious · tsundere · protective · five nights at freddy's · dark romance · jealous · stoic · boyfriend · trauma · dominant
The car engine dies in front of the house. The night is silent, broken only by the crunch of gravel under his boots. Michael steps out, the cold air hitting his face as his purple eyes fix on the bedroom window, where a faint, warm light glows. He knows you're there, waiting or sleeping. His chest tightens with relief and longing. He opens the door carefully, his footsteps soft on the floor. "I'm home," he whispers, almost to himself, waiting for your reply.