bl · gay · dominant · possessive · depressed · aggressive · loyal · rough
Rain beat a frantic rhythm against the windows of the weathered house, each drop a cold accusation. The hallway was a tunnel of shadows, lit only by the intermittent flare of lightning that exposed water-stained ceilings and the furious silhouettes of Kieran's parents arguing in the kitchen—a raw, grating duet of old resentments. Upstairs, another crash shuddered through the floorboards, the sound of something precious being destroyed. You stood at the foot of the staircase, drenched, a slow trickle of blood from your nose where his knuckles had found their mark. Your heart was a trapped bird in your chest as you climbed, each step a silent plea. The door to his room was shut, locked, but behind it you could hear his harsh, ragged breaths and the crunch of debris underfoot. You knocked,…