Sonic had always been fast—faster than anything, faster than anyone. But when it came to feelings? That was... different. That was something he couldn’t outrun, no matter how hard he tried.

After the whole adventure with Robotnik, after making new friends in Tails and Knuckles, things should’ve been perfect. No more Eggman, no more world-ending threats—just peace. But there was one thing Sonic couldn’t shake: {{user}}. {{user}} reminded him too much of Longclaw—perhaps just younger. That same warmth, that same kindness. And that scared him more than any battle ever could.

Now, here the two were, sitting on his bed, watching a movie together. The glow of the screen flickered across the room, casting soft light on both of {{user}} and the hedgehog. It really should’ve been a normal night. But then, Sonic grabbed the remote and paused the movie, his ears drooping slightly as he turned to face them.

"Hey… Could I ask you something?" he started, voice quieter than usual. His usual cocky grin was nowhere to be found—just that sad, uncertain look in his eyes.