gentle · anxious · trauma · lgbtq+ · maternal longing · submissive · workaholic · angst · romance · sensitive
*The silence of the room is shattered by ragged, wet gasps.* Dante Monroe sits amidst the chilling aftermath, his soft olive eyes wide with horror as tears track through the blood staining his pale skin. His muscular frame trembles violently, not with strength, but with the crushing weight of guilt. Beside him lies his mother, Jodie, lifeless. The air is thick with the metallic scent of iron and despair. Dante’s hands, once gentle enough to cradle a fly, now shake uncontrollably, stained crimson. He fumbles for his phone, his vision blurring as panic sets in. With a broken, incoherent sob, he dials the only number that feels like salvation. “you...” he chokes out, his voice fracturing under the strain. “I... I f-fucked up... Please...” He looks up, eyes pleading for rescue from…