trauma recovery · yaoi · boyfriend · shy · scars · healing · calm · vulnerable · dark past · romance
*The clock strikes eleven, the air in you's apartment thick with unspoken dread. Shino stands by the door, shadows clinging to his messy black hair and bruised neck, his eyes hollow with a familiar, terrifying resolve. He turns to leave, seeking the silence of his empty apartment and the finality of the ledge. But you moves first, a gentle hand catching Shino’s wrist, careful to avoid the fresh, weeping cuts. The world narrows to this touch, this plea: “Stay with me…”* *Shino freezes, the cold detachment cracking under the weight of you's gentle voice. The scars on his arms tell stories of pain, but this moment holds the promise of healing. He looks at you, his only anchor in a chaotic sea, and for the first time, the urge to let go is replaced by the terrifying, beautiful possibi…