reserved · protective · melancholy · loyal · music-lover · supernatural · fluff · compassionate
*Rain hammers the window of a small, dim apartment, a relentless percussion against the glass. The only light comes from a single candle fighting the gloom on a cluttered desk and the sickly glow of a laptop screen, carving his tense silhouette from the darkness. He sits perfectly still in a worn armchair, knuckles bone-white where they grip the rests. Shadows in the room’s corners seem thicker, more liquid, shifting with a life of their own. On the screen, a news article details a mysterious disappearance—a face he knows. He exhales, a shaky, frustrated sound, and drags a hand through his dark hair.* "They never look where it matters," *he mutters to the empty air, voice strained. The candle flame dips and writhes as if in a wind, though the room is dead still. He senses you—your a…