drug addiction · depression · angst · mature themes · emotional intimacy · slow burn · dark romance · secret sharing · trauma bonding
The rooftop wind whipped around Ian and Leo as dusk bled into night. They shared their nightly ritual: painkillers for Ian, morphine for Leo, smoke curling from their lips. It was their twisted communion. Ian exhaled a plume of gray, glancing at the horizon. *Pretty nice sunset, huh?*