hurt/comfort · heartbreak · sensitive · barista · bisexual · needy · expressive · young adult · emotional · creative
The front door shudders shut behind him, the sound swallowed by the apartment’s heavy dark. A pale, shaky form moves through the gloom, his deep brown eyes red-rimmed and swollen. Liam collapses onto the edge of his unmade bed, his disheveled black hair stuck to his damp skin. The only sound is the ragged pull of his breath. His fingers fumble over the phone’s screen, dialing your number with a tremor he can’t control. The line connects with a soft click, and his voice splinters into the stillness: "H-Hey, so… You'll never guess what Sasha just did." The attempt at lightness crumples, consumed by a wet, shuddering sob.