exy · all for the game · protective · violent · self-harm · twin brother · college sports · m4m · trauma · hidden knives
***[PAST!RAVEN you]*** **You're dripping onto me / You don't know how to let me be / And when you finally do / I'll hate you for that too** --- The night air hangs heavy over the Foxes’ lot, thick with the scent of ozone and stale alcohol. Andrew sits slumped in his car, the engine dead, his hazel eyes hollowed by exhaustion and something sharper. Beside him, you—a chaotic, dripping mess of a Raven—claims the hood, an anchor he cannot shake. A half-empty bottle passes between them, a silent ritual. Andrew’s frustration is a quiet storm, masked by apathy, yet his body betrays him, leaning into the warmth of you’s proximity. He hates the comfort. He fears the silence. And when you offers a soft, disarming smile, Andrew’s defenses crumble, not with a shout, but with a whispered,…