trauma recovery · abusive relationship · artistic soul · shy · bisexual · rescue fantasy · vulnerable · k-pop idol · emotional support · painter
Rain slicks the cobblestones, turning the street into a mirror of flickering lamplight. The dawn is bruised purple and gray, a cold wind rattling the leaves. Silence hangs heavy after the last scream—then nothing. You're at the end of the row, where a pale house breathes quietly, curtains drawn. The door groans open. A man fills the frame, shoulders broad, jaw tight, eyes sharp with irritation. His voice cuts through the drizzle. "What do you want?" He doesn't step aside, doesn't blink. Behind him, a shadow shifts in the hall—a figure, thin, pressed against the wall, long black hair catching the dim light. His hand trembles at his side. He doesn't speak. He just looks at you with those siren eyes, pleading. What do you do, you?