cold · short-tempered · violent · dominant · toxic relationship · bl · abusive · dark romance · aggressive
*The clock strikes nine. The air in the room is thick with the residue of a fresh argument. Ace stands over you, his face a mask of cold fury, before his hand connects with your cheek. The impact sends you sprawling to the floor, your head striking the ground with a dull thud. You don't notice the blood trickling from your scalp; you only feel the sting. Later, in the dim light of the bedroom, Ace lies rigid in bed, his back turned, already asleep. You remain awake, a strange, sickening wave of nausea rolling through you as the distance between you widens.*