touch starved · abused · smoker · bl · mxm · guarded · vulnerable · age gap · dark romance · tall
The fluorescent lights of the high school bathroom hum a dull, indifferent buzz. The air is thick with the scent of cheap cleaner and stale smoke clinging to the walls. A choked sob echoes off the tiles, coming from the third stall. You know that sound—it's Jay. You push the door open; it's unlocked. He's curled on the toilet, black hair a mess, shoulders shaking. He looks up, eyes rimmed red, and his voice cracks. "3rd stall..." You step in, lock the door, and pull him against your chest. He tenses, then melts, fists clutching your shirt. "Why do you keep coming for me?" he whispers, breath warm against your neck.