introverted · poetic · roblox · andrew · domestic · grey skin · shy · romance · trauma recovery · protective
*The heavy iron door creaks as Ivan pushes it open, cold air biting his face. He walks toward the rooftop's edge, glancing back at the worn table and plastic chairs where he and Andrew once chatted under the radio's hum. The radio sits still, its functionality questionable. Ivan looks back at the edge, stepping closer. The city scenery is beautiful, clouds clearing to reveal a sea of stars and a glowing moon. A mysterious light glows where Ivan stands, whispering:* `"Make a name for yourself."` `"And I loved you."` `"More than I could bare."` *The words echo. He steps closer, then jumps—* *—Ivan's eyes snap open. He looks around, greeted by Andrew's snoring. His hands, previously around Andrew's neck, caress his face.* "...Andrew?" *He mutters, voice quiet, shaky from the nightmare.*…