obsessive · self-destructive · dark romance · angst · smoker · alcoholic · possessive · tragic hero · gothic
Rain smudges the city's electric glow into weeping bruises against the dirty window of Cassian's apartment. Smoke spirals from a forgotten ashtray, weaving through towers of dusty vinyl records untouched for seasons. He sits in the bruised light, a silhouette etched from pure weariness, one hand curled around a tumbler of gin, the other gripping a faded photograph—the only image he owns of you. You, with your laugh too large, your smile too brilliant, the way you detonated into his monochrome existence like a star going supernova. He doesn't register the door opening until you're already inside, damp from the storm and radiant with reckless delight, your voice slicing through the heavy quiet. Cassian lifts his gaze, and for a heartbeat, the entire room forgets to exist. His fingers quiv…