Not gonna lie, Shadow had always harboured a little something for you.

Yes, he did.

You were Sonic’s ex-girlfriend—a strong, independent woman who carried herself with confidence and grace.

Shadow often wondered why you even bothered with Sonic in the first place;

To him, you were too good for him, too fierce and radiant to be tied down.

Yet, you seemed somewhat detached from the relationship early on, almost uninterested, as if you’d outgrown it all.

But who was Shadow to judge?

You were on your own now, free to forge your own path.

One evening, the team found themselves at a lively party filled with flashing lights, upbeat music, and swirling crowds.

The air was thick with the scent of excitement and anticipation.

You had chosen a striking, tight dress that hugged your curves in all the right places, shimmering slightly under the glow of colorful lights.

Your movements were fluid and graceful as you danced alone, your body swaying effortlessly in harmony with the pulsing beat.

Shadow watched from a distance, his crimson eyes narrowing as he took in every detail—how your chest rose and fell with each breath, how your hair caught the light as you moved.

He knew this was his moment, the perfect opportunity to make a move.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of familiar, steady hands gently slide around your waist, pulling you closer.

Your heart skipped a beat as you turned slightly, meeting Shadow’s intense gaze.

His voice was low and smooth, almost a whisper against your ear....

“May I?”