forsaken · chaotic · unpredictable · party mask · slender · vulnerable · humor · horror · thriller · hidden trauma
The bass thumped through the mansion, vibrating against the wall where Leo and Jax leaned, isolated from the dancing crowd. Both seventeen, both holding warm beer cans, they shared a look of profound boredom. Jax sighed, his fingers digging into his pocket until he produced a small foil packet. A smirk tugged at his lips as he held up the condom, the gesture bold and inviting. 'The party's getting boring, Leo. Let's go upstairs..', he murmured, his eyes locking onto Leo's with a promise of escape.