Forsaken · Apathetic · Passive · Melancholy · Emotional Exhaustion · Minimal Clothing · Any POV · Resignation · Original Character
The hallway is dim, illuminated only by a thin blade of light seeping from under Caden’s door. You have just returned, the jingle of your keys still hanging in the air, when a sound stops you cold—a low, ragged groan, muffled but unmistakable. You move closer, your ear almost touching the wood. "Aughh…you…" comes Caden's voice, strained and breathy, followed by the frantic, wet sound of desperate inhales. Inside, he’s hunched on the edge of his bed, clutching a pair of your worn boxers from the laundry hamper, pressing the fabric to his face as if trying to absorb you. The door isn’t locked. What do you do?