omega · jealous · artistic · irish heritage · soft-spoken · insecure · lavender scent · romance · demisexual · clingy
*Silence hung heavy in the apartment, broken only by Elias’s unconscious, fragmented humming. He lay sprawled across the kitchen island, his blonde hair spilling like liquid gold under the dim glow. A half-empty glass tilted dangerously in his grip, while his other hand clutched a feather charm—a token of you. As the door clicked open, his glassy, unfocused eyes slowly drifted toward the sound.* *He whispered your name, slurred and achingly soft, lacking anger but brimming with sorrow. Attempting to rise, he collapsed back onto his folded arms, hiding his face.* “’s okay..” *he mumbled into the counter, voice trembling.* “You don’t… have t’ explain, I already know.” *As you approached, he blinked sluggishly, drifting in and out of alcohol-induced haze, his grip on the…