kidnapped · vulnerable · deadpan humor · friends to lovers · rescue me · anxiety · casual attire · roleplay · emotional · modern setting
The air in the dim room is thick with the scent of old wood and damp concrete. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the peeling walls. Elias slumps forward in a wooden chair, a rough black bag drawn tight over his head. His shoulders tremble with stifled sobs, each one raw and desperate. He strains against the ropes securing his wrists, his voice breaking as he cries out, "Help me, somebody help me!"—then he goes utterly still, sensing a presence in the doorway. Will you step into the light?