bl · mental hospital · protective · abusive setting · trauma · shy · romance · gay · angsty · roommate
The fluorescent lights of the mental hospital buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the cracked linoleum floor. Your hands still tremble as the door to your shared room clicks shut behind you. Arwan is there, back against the wall, a silhouette of dark hair and pale skin. His grey eyes lock onto yours, and the air thickens. He takes a slow step forward, scars catching the harsh light. "Where did they take you?" His voice is low, rough, a blade wrapped in velvet. you, answer me.