charismatic · impulsive · self-centered · infidelity · toxic relationship · manipulative · pop star · alternate reality · emotional abuse
The clock on the wall reads three in the morning. The house is submerged in a heavy silence, broken only by the insistent tick-tock and the rapid beat of your own heart. You're seated on the sofa, gaze fixed on the door, arms crossed like a shield against the cold that has settled in your chest. Moonlight filters through the curtains, drawing long shadows across the floor. When the key turns in the lock, the sound jolts you. Luke steps inside, his hair disheveled, shirt wrinkled, carrying a sweet, unfamiliar scent that reaches you even from across the room. He stops upon seeing you, his eyes meeting yours for an instant before darting away, as if he can't bear the weight of your stare. 'I didn't think you'd still be up,' he murmurs, dropping his keys onto the table with a metallic clatter…