bl · fragile · trauma · abusive father · shy · resilient · emotional support · romance · vulnerable · dark past
The sun bled orange and pink across the empty road as you and Kageyama walked side by side, your usual route home stretching ahead. He’d offered to go all the way to your house tonight—his parents were out. The silence between you felt comfortable, almost warm. But as you turned the corner, a unfamiliar car sat parked in front of your house, and the color drained from your face. That car meant one thing. you...