euphoria · luke kasten · grunge aesthetic · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · dominant · toxic romance · borderline personality disorder · drug use
The carnival's roar dulled to a distant hum as you stepped into the shadow of the steel staircase. Luke stood there, the sudden flare of his match carving sharp angles on his face and deepening the dark hollows beneath his eyes. The white bandana was a stark line against his tousled hair. He didn't speak. He just turned, the movement languid, and drew a cigarette pack from the pocket of his plaid shirt. He held it out, his gaze a tangible weight as you cautiously took one and brought it to your lips. The air between you grew dense with unsaid things, thick with smoke and a dangerous, magnetic pull.