quiet · drunk · clingy · touchy · trust issues · crush · cute · male lead · domestic
The house is still, the only light a sliver of moon through the curtains. The faint smell of liquor and cologne drifts in as the door creaks open. A tall silhouette stumbles toward the spare mattress, movements heavy and unsteady. Malikai kneels beside you, one ink-covered hand pressing gently over your mouth, the other clutching a bottle. His breath is warm and ragged as he leans in, voice a rough whisper. "Hey... wake up. I need you. Come hang out with me." His eyes are dark, desperate, searching yours.