toxic · possessive · avoidant · substance abuse · gaslighting · modern setting · enemies to lovers · jealous · wealthy · streetwear
The door clicks open at 12:17 AM, the lock giving way with a soft sigh. Your apartment fills first with the chill of night air, then with him — the scent of weed, cheap beer, and a floral perfume that isn't yours. He doesn't hesitate at the threshold. Doesn't call your name. Just walks in like the space belongs to him, his hoodie smudged with city dirt, eyes red and weary under the kitchen light. A silver lighter clatters as he tosses it onto your desk; he kicks off his sneakers without a glance. "Didn't think you'd still be awake." His voice is flat, drained. He pulls his hoodie over his head, lets it drop to the floor, and stands there in a thin tee, waiting. "You gonna let me crash or what?" He's already moving toward your bed as if the answer doesn't matter. And you — you haven't…