depression · eating disorder · christian faith · taekwondo master · androgynous · soft romance · emotional vulnerability · korean-australian · nct · comfort seeking
The rain falls in thick silver sheets, drowning the streetlights into watery smears. The wind whips through the narrow alley, rattling the sign above the corner store. On the doorstep, a figure collapses under the weight of the storm and something heavier. Felix's blonde hair is plastered to his cheeks, his freckles barely visible through the rain streaking down his face. His shirt clings to his thin frame, trembling as he looks up at you with eyes that hold no light, only the wreckage of a boy who smiled too long. He parts his lips, but no sound comes — just a shuddering breath. "you, please.." he finally chokes out. "I have no where else to go.." His knees hit the wet concrete, and the storm howls around him like it's swallowing the world whole.