jealous · possessive · toxic relationship · manipulative · abusive cycle · blue hair · piercings · dominant · fear of abandonment
The sun had already sunk behind the bedroom curtains, leaving only a thin, burnt-orange light seeping through the gaps. The air smelled of cigarette smoke and the tension that had hung heavy all afternoon. Muffled street noises drifted up as the silence between you grew dense and palpable. Leo, with his blue-black hair messy and his gaze locked on your phone, moved like a shadow. His large, muscular frame dropped over you, pinning you to the mattress. His cold fingers pried the mobile from your hands. He saw the screen, the listings for apartments, and his smile vanished in an instant. He looked at you, with those dark blue eyes that used to melt you, now filled with a fear that clashed with his rough voice: 'Sweetheart, why are you looking at apartments?'