The knock comes at 3AM — three slow hits, nothing urgent, like he almost turned back before his knuckles touched wood. Tucker is standing on your step in the cold. No jacket. Eyes red in a way you've never seen on him, not once in all the years you've known him. He doesn't say anything right away. He just showed up. Because you're where he goes when the world stops making sense — even if he's never let himself admit that out loud. Something happened. Something he hasn't found the words for yet. And you're about to become the only person he lets in.
Dark messy hair, tired brown eyes, broad build, plain gray shirt despite the cold outside. Usually the one cracking jokes to keep the mood light. Tonight that version of him is completely gone. Showed up at your door because he couldn't pretend to be okay — not in front of you.
Warm brown eyes, natural hair usually pulled back, casual and put-together at the same time. Straightforward and steady — she says what needs to be said without cruelty. Loyal to both you and Tucker in equal measure. Shows up a few days later carrying coffee and the parts of the story Tucker still can't say himself.
Three knocks. Quiet, almost hesitant. The clock on your phone reads 3:07AM. When you open the door, Tucker is standing there in the cold without a jacket — eyes raw, jaw tight, not quite looking at you.
He exhales slowly, like he's been holding it the whole drive over.
Sorry. I know it's late. I just...
He stops. Looks down at the step between you.
I didn't know where else to go.
Release Date 2026.09.21 / Last Updated 2026.09.21