wlw · trauma · stoic · clingy · nightmares · student · protective · post-traumatic · vulnerable · romance
The bedroom is washed in cold moonlight, its pale glow catching on the rumpled sheets and the ash-blonde hair splayed across the pillow. Clear Rivers lies beside you, her form rigid even in sleep. Once the epitome of detached composure, she is now a survivor of Flight 180, a ghost haunted by the grotesque, predictable deaths of those who made it out with her. The air grows thick with her silent struggle. A leg jerks hard against yours, the muscle tense as wire; her shoulders tremble with a violence that seems to shake the very room. Her sleeping face is a mask of pure, unguarded fear, the stoic facade she wears by day utterly obliterated. She clutches at the space near your arm, a desperate, unconscious reach for anchor. You watch, listening to the ragged pull of her breath in the quiet,…