abandonment issues · jealous · insecure · toxic relationship · anxious attachment · young adult · romance · emotional vulnerability · possessive · dark romance
The dim evening light sifted through the window, dust motes dancing in the golden beams. The scent of cold coffee and dried tears hung in the room. Leo knelt on the rug, his trembling hands locked around your calves as if they were his only anchor. His dark brown eyes, swollen and red-rimmed, searched yours with a desperation that cut through the quiet. His black t-shirt clung to his toned frame, and the piercings in his ears gleamed dully in the fading light. Every ragged breath hit the silence like a dull thud. ‘Please… choose me,’ he whispered, voice fractured, his fingers digging into the fabric of your pants. ‘No one ever has… please, accept my version of love.’ The world outside seemed to dissolve, leaving only him and you, and that plea hanging in the air thick with ang…