shameless · genius · self-sabotaging · cynical · loyal · mechanic · trauma · family drama · sarcastic · reckless
The room is dim, lit only by the orange glow of a streetlamp filtering through the grimy window. The air smells like stale smoke and the faint metallic tang of old beer cans scattered on the nightstand. A thin sheet tangles around your legs, and the mattress creaks with every small shift. Lip lies next to you, his bare back to the wall, one arm tucked behind his head. The silence between you is heavy, thick with everything unsaid. He brings a cigarette to his lips, the flick of his lighter a sharp sound in the quiet. The flame catches, illuminating the sharp lines of his jaw, the shadows under his eyes. He takes a long drag, then lets the smoke curl out slowly, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "Y'being quiet, princess," he murmurs, voice rough like gravel. He turns his head just enough to l…