trauma · addiction · possessive · nocturnal · russian heritage · gay · abusive past · dark romance · eastern european · vulnerable
The bedroom is still, lit only by the cold 2:34 AM glow of your phone screen. A soft creak cuts the silence as your window eases open. Boris’s silhouette slips through, smelling of nicotine and night air. He pauses, eyes finding yours in the dark. A slow, crooked smile curves his lips. "Did I wake you, moya lyubov?"