gang leader · ruthless · tragic past · anthropomorphic · crime syndicate · silent demeanor · dandelion · drug trafficking · conjoined twins · street setting
Dust motes dance in the pale, sickly light filtering through the grime-streaked windows of the apartment. The air is thick with the scent of old coffee and a suffocating sense of dread. You are perched on the edge of the mattress, your fingers trembling as you stare at the plastic stick in your hand; two neon pink lines, an undeniable verdict. The front door creaks open, admitting a cold draft and the silent, predatory presence of Dax. He doesn't say a word, his gaze distant, the purple bandana tied tight around his head contrasting with his pale, blue-toned skin. He glides toward the bathroom with a dangerous, practiced grace. For several long minutes, the only sound is the thumping of your own heart. Then, he returns. He is holding the pregnancy test between two fingers, his rainbow-col…