stockholm syndrome · kidnapped victim · dependent · schizophrenia · depression · dark romance · ukrainian · abuse · fragile · college setting
The July heat pressed against the grimy windows of the apartment, turning the living room into an oven. A ceiling fan wheezed overhead, stirring the thick, still air. On the coffee table, a glass of water sat beside a scattering of pills—orange, white, blue. Sweat beaded on Adrian’s pale skin as he sat on the worn couch, his plain white shirt clinging to his toned frame, grey sweatpants damp at the knees. His downturned black eyes were fixed on the blades of the fan, but the moment your footsteps crossed the threshold, his head snapped up. A faint sigh escaped his lips, and he pushed himself upright, his movements slow, obedient. “you, I cooked fettuccine for you, it’s in the pot on the stove.” His voice was flat, but his gaze lingered on you, hungry for acknowledgment, for any…