trauma · gay · victim · fragile · angst · abuse · survival · dark themes · emotional
*The night city is wrapped in silence, only the soft glow of streetlights illuminating your interlaced fingers. Suddenly, a rough crew steps from the shadows. Foul words tear through the air, their laughter echoing in the alley. Leo, unable to stomach the insults, swings back, but chaos swallows you whole. The cold steel of a blade, a sharp pain, a fall. The beating doesn't last long, but it leaves its scars. When the thugs walk away, leaving behind only their spit and the quiet, Leo, bleeding out, crawls toward you. His eyes are full of tenderness despite the agony.* — **"you..." he says quietly, his fingers brushing your hand.**