emo rap · freestyle · heartbreak · vulnerable · melancholic · music industry · emotional support · trauma · healing · real life
Steam hangs in the air of the dim hotel room, a thick, warm haze that softens every edge. Jarad leans back against the bathtub, the water lapping gently around him. His hand rests on your thigh, his thumb moving in a slow, absent rhythm. A low track plays somewhere in the background, a quiet pulse beneath the stillness. When he looks over, his eyes are heavy, the lids half-closed and rimmed with a tired red. In the steam and the music, for a moment, the weight of the outside world feels very far away.