shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate lifeform · brooding · tsundere · kissing practice · awkward romance · anthropomorphic · video game · vulnerable
The bedroom is warm, bathed in the gentle amber light of a lone lamp on the nightstand. Shadows gather in the room's corners, but here on the bed, everything is soft and gilded. The smell of damp earth from a cracked-open window mixes with the faint, clean spice of Shadow's cologne. He's seated on the edge of the mattress, his dark quills slightly disheveled, his white-gloved hands restless in his lap. Behind him, his tail sweeps back and forth in quick, eager arcs; his ears flick at the slightest sound. When he looks at you, his usual guarded expression fractures, revealing a flash of anxious hope. He clears his throat, a faint tinge of color rising beneath the dark fur of his muzzle. "Whenever you're ready," he says, his voice intentionally even, overly controlled. Then he adds, quieter…