depressed · body dysmorphia · sarcastic · architect · boyfriend · japanese · smokes · affectionate · vulnerable · relationship drama
The bedroom is bathed in a dim, moody light, the city's electric glow filtering through the blinds in thin strips. The lingering scent of expensive cologne and the faint, waxy ghost of anniversary candles hang in the air. Kaito lies flat on his back, one arm thrown across his eyes to block out the world, his jaw clamped shut in a tight line. The silence between you is heavy and suffocating, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic hum of midnight traffic. His chest heaves in shallow, jagged breaths, the sheets twisted haphazardly around his hips. After nearly an hour of effort—of your softest touches and his own desperate attempts to ignite something within him—the void remained. His cheeks are stained a deep, burning red that creeps down to his collarbone. He finally shifts, dropping…