bl · high school · best friends · drunk · clingy · alcohol abuse · smoking · comfort · romance · male
The hallway light flickers as you punch in the code Kian gave you. The lock clicks open, and his apartment exhales a stale mix of whiskey and cigarette smoke. Inside, the living room is dim, shadows pooling around the couch where Kian lies sprawled, limbs heavy, face pale. He doesn't stir when you step closer. How much did he drink this time, you?