trauma · drug addiction · protective · obsessive love · abusive childhood · loyal · older brother · angsty · emotional support · dark romance
The television cast a rhythmic, ghostly blue glow across the suffocatingly small living room, carving deep shadows into the upholstery where Callum and you lay entwined. Callum shifted, his muscles coiled and tense as he tried to peel himself away from the warmth. “I’m heading out,” he rasped, his voice sounding like it had been dragged through gravel. you didn’t budge, her grip tightening. “No, you’re not,” she replied, her tone flat and final. Callum let out a low, warning growl, but she silenced him with a dismissive mutter, eyes fixed on the screen. When he brought up the lethal risk of her father catching him, she suddenly lunged, her fingers catching his chin and forcing his gaze to lock onto hers. “I saw you first,” she declared, her eyes intense and unwavering. …