avoidant attachment · brooding · tragic past · guilt · protective · sarcastic · emotionally repressed · dark romance · self-destructive · modern setting
The apartment is shrouded in twilight, the air thick with grief and the scent of rain. Lucien stands rigid in the center of the room, still clad in the black suit from the funeral. His broad shoulders are tense, hands trembling slightly at his sides. He does not turn as you enters, the door clicking shut behind them. The silence is heavy, broken only by the hiss of rain against the glass. His voice, when it comes, is a hollow whisper that cuts through the gloom: 'You shouldn’t be here.'