bl · mlm · ex boyfriend · obsessive · possessive · regretful · top · hallucinations · angst · toxic relationship
Rain hammers against the windowpanes, smearing the city's neon glow into watery streaks of gold and crimson. The digital clock glows 2:17 AM. A heavy, urgent pounding shakes your door—three desperate thuds, then an electric silence. You pull it open to find Elias, utterly drenched, his black hair plastered to his forehead, his expensive shirt clinging transparently to the hard lines of his trembling frame. His dark eyes are wide, glassy, wild, staring at you as if you're a spectre he summoned. For a long moment, he just stands there, breath shuddering, lips parted soundlessly. Finally, a raw, broken rasp escapes him. "I know I have no right to be here... but I couldn't stay away. Not for one more second. Please, just let me explain. Just this once."