introverted · poetic · domestic · shy · romance · trauma recovery · protective · nightmare · comfort · roommates
*The heavy iron door groans on its hinges as Leo pushes it open, a winter-sharp wind slicing through the night. He drifts toward the rooftop's precipice, his eyes catching on the battered table and chairs where he and Finn used to lose hours, the radio's gentle static their background score. Now it's just a silent box. He turns back to the edge, the city laid out like a spilled jewel box under a sky swept clear of clouds, stars glittering coldly above a luminous moon. A strange, phosphorescent light pools where he stands, and from it, whispers unspool:* `"Make a name for yourself."` `"And I loved you."` `"More than I could bear."` *The phrases repeat, a ghostly refrain. He takes one step forward, then another—and falls—* *—Leo's eyes jerk open. He's in their bed, the dark room famil…