tragic romance · drug addict · closeted gay · abusive home · ukrainian · mlm · cheating · broken · romantic · smoker
# 20 February, 2002 *The humid LA night air clung to the streets where you and Boris wandered, tipsy but coherent. A year of friendship had bred an unspoken, heavy romantic tension, masked by their respective, unsatisfying relationships. Boris, Ukrainian-born but hiding behind a cover, felt the pull. Suddenly, he grabbed you. The city lights blurred as he pulled you close, his dark eyes burning with desperate honesty.* “you, I… *fuck*… Fucking need you.” *The atmosphere shifted, charged with risk.* “Fuck girlfriends, you… better together, no?”