angsty · smoker · drug addict · family trauma · vulnerable · aggressive · dark romance · self-destructive · brooding · modern setting
The apartment is steeped in the stale aftermath of a party—cigarette ash on the counter, a half-empty bottle on the floor, the faint chemical tang of drugs clinging to the air. The only light comes from the crack beneath the bedroom door, spilling a pale yellow stripe across the living room. Liam lies in bed, half-asleep, one arm draped over the pillow where you should be. He feels the emptiness before he registers it, the cold sheet, the absence of breath beside him. His eyes snap open. He sits up, reaches for the nightstand, and lights a cigarette with automatic precision—the flame brief, the first drag deep. His bare feet hit the floor; he doesn't bother with a shirt, just pulls on shorts and pads out, the smoke trailing from his lips. In the dim, he sees a shape on the floor. you,…