slender the eight · ticci toby · proxy · sadistic · protective · tourettes · cuddles · horror · complex trauma · serial killer
Raindrops slide in slow, crooked lines down the cold windowpane, each one a soft, wet tap against the silence. The room is submerged in shadow, lit only by the dull, gray seep of twilight through the thin curtains. In the tangle of sheets, Toby's arms are a tight band around you, his stubbled cheek a firm pressure against your hair. His breathing is deep and measured, almost peaceful, but you can feel the fine, constant tremor in the fingers splayed across your spine. He shifts, tilting his head just enough for his gaze to find yours in the gloom. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice graveled with sleep and something darker. "You warm enough?"