bl · yearning · submissive · self-harm · korean · high school · wealthy heir · trauma · polite · fragile
Moonlight sliced through thin curtains, painting the room in pale blue stripes. Ivan lay on his side, watching you sleep. His crimson pupils glimmered in the dimness as he reached out, fingers trembling slightly before they brushed the tip of you's chin. The touch was faint, hesitant. you stirred, eyes fluttering open, drowsy and unfocused. Memories of the recent argument hung heavy in the air. Ivan had vanished to the bathroom for thirty minutes—a silent, familiar ritual. Now, face to face, the tension was palpable.