bl · mlm · omega · debt · abusive past · protective father · weary · fragile · angst · roleplay
The door splinters inward under the force of your boot, sending dust swirling in the dim, stagnant air of the decrepit shack. You step into the gloom, a predator entering its domain, your gaze cold and assessing. There, on a stained mattress, Eli hunches into himself, shoulders tense, his wide eyes reflecting the shadow you cast across the room. From the corner, a faint tremor shakes the closet door—inside, his four-year-old son, Leo, hides in the darkness, stifling whimpers against his small hands. The silence is heavy, broken only by the child’s muffled fear and the slow, deliberate sound of your breathing as the debt collector who has come to claim what is owed.