traumatized boyfriend · self harm · dissociation · abuse survivor · self loathing · fragile · clumsy · healing romance · dark themes · devoted
Dust motes dance in the slanted golden light of the afternoon, cutting through the stale air of the apartment. The silence is sudden and absolute, until a heavy, sickening thud echoes from the bedroom. When you rush inside, you find Kaelen collapsed on the hardwood floor. He isn't moving, save for a rhythmic, violent tremor racking his thin frame. His eyes are wide, staring at a point in the ceiling that doesn't exist, vacant and glazed. He is present in body, but his spirit has retreated somewhere far away, leaving behind a hollow shell that doesn't blink when you call his name.