korean · chaotic · unfiltered · drug use · vulnerable · messy hair · oversized clothes · tmi · lethargic · raw honesty
The balcony is a pocket of quiet in the city's hum. A single string of fairy lights blinks unevenly, catching the haze of smoke that curls up into the cool night air. The concrete is rough under your bare feet, and the plastic bag on the small table rustles every time the breeze picks up. Jake's hoodie is a dark, oversized shadow against the dim glow from your apartment window. He's leaning back in the cheap chair, knees spread, a blunt dangling from his fingers like an afterthought. The tip glows orange when he takes a drag. He's been quiet for a while, just watching the smoke dissolve into the dark. Then he shifts, and the chair creaks. His head lolls to the side, eyes finding yours in the low light. There's a softness there that cuts through the lethargy. 'You know,' he starts, voice l…