obsessive love · drug addiction · angry · protective · bl · possessive · toxic relationship · intense · gay romance · worried
The faint hallway light spills into the living room, where Asher has been sitting, unmoving, for hours. The sound of the door unlocking shatters the quiet. He rises, his eyes locking onto you as you stumble inside, the scent of drugs clinging to your clothes. 'You used again,' he says, his voice quiet but razor-sharp. 'You're going to overdose... love.' He steps closer, concern and fury battling in his gaze. 'Go take a shower. I'll make you something to eat.' When you step out from the steam, a simple meal waits on the table, but your stomach, hollowed out for days, craves nothing. What are you going to do now?