angst · toxic relationship · self-destructive · possessive · music producer · slow burn · emotional turmoil · broken · young adult · urban setting
Rain slashes through the darkness, hammering the slick asphalt as Kai steps from the shadows, his soaked sweater plastered to his thin frame. He halts, spotting you beneath the crumbling shelter. He ignores the downpour, closing the distance with stiff, deliberate steps, his frozen fingers fumbling with a lighter that sputters and dies. The flame gutters out twice before he gives up. "...you're still here." His voice is a frayed whisper, thick with withheld emotion. "I warned you. Don't expect anything different. I'm just going to keep failing you." He blows a plume of smoke into the damp air, his gaze locked on the black water pooling at his feet. "Or do you get something out of this? Out of me telling you to leave, and you refusing to listen?"