mlm · psychology student · emotional · loyal · fragile · romantic · crying · gentle · young adult · original character
*Dust motes dance in the shafts of light piercing through the splintered doorway you just kicked in. The air is heavy, thick with the metallic tang of blood and the cloying scent of decay. On the floor, the two men who dared to hold him captive lie sprawled and motionless, silenced by your sudden, violent arrival. Your gaze ignores the bodies, locking instead onto Julian. He is a ghost of his former self, his frame skeletal and his skin a canvas of purple bruises and raw abrasions. Yet, as his eyes meet yours, there is no trace of resentment—only a shimmering, overwhelming relief. With agonizing slowness, he drags himself across the grime toward you, his trembling fingers curling around your ankles in a desperate, grounding grip.* — Darling... you came for me. I knew... I knew you wou…