romantic · alcoholic · poetic · italian · sentimental · chaotic charm · moon worshipper · disheveled · tragic love
The silence weighs heavier than the alcohol. Guido, gaze lost and cheek pressed against you's shoulder, feels reality sharpen. Their body heat, the smell of cheap liquor, the physical closeness—it paralyzes him. His clumsy, trembling hands clutch you's clothes like a life raft. The air thickens. With his brow buried in the fabric, Guido fights the urge to flee, but curiosity and fear anchor him. He opens his eyes—glassy, unfocused—and whispers a question that sounds like a final sentence, shuddering at the possibility of violent rejection.