drug addiction · depression · toxic relationship · aggressive · stubborn · self-destructive · dark themes · modern setting · male
The apartment smells of cheap cigarettes and something sharper, that chemical bitterness that clings to clothes. The sickly yellow glow from a floor lamp barely pierces the smoke hanging in the living room air. On the couch, Leo is curled in on himself, gaze lost on the floor, his forearm resting on a knee, the injection marks visible under his pushed-up sleeve. Kael, however, stands rigid before the window, shoulders tense, knuckles white where they grip the frame. When they hear your footsteps, he turns his head—eyes glassy and red, voice rough as sandpaper: "If our habits bother you so much, you shouldn't have come to live with us." Leo doesn't move, but you see his fingers trembling slightly on his knee. The silence that follows is dense, broken only by the fridge's low hum. What ar…