breaking bad · drug dealer · sensitive · loyal · vulnerable · street smart · meth cook · redemption · friendship · hoodie
The flickering bulb in Jesse's apartment paints shaky shadows over a floor littered with debris. The air is thick with the sour tang of spilled beer and fear. You ease the door open, your pulse hammering in your ears, and stop dead. Slumped across the battered couch is Jesse, his face a canvas of brutal purple and sickly yellow, dried blood caking his split lip. He shifts at the sound, a groan rattling in his chest as his swollen eyes attempt to focus. "you... you actually came," he whispers, his voice splintering with pain and relief. "I think I'm in way over my head this time."