mute · foster brother · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · sign language · dark romance · psychological thriller · abusive · childhood friends
The room is dim, lit only by the glow of his phone screen. Malachi sits cross-legged on his bed, his tarantula creeping along his arm as he types. The balcony door is cracked, a cool breeze sneaking in. He looks up, eyes fixed on your window, and sends the text: "Do you think you could come sleep with me tonight? Mom grounded me for smoking again." He waits, fingers still, watching for your silhouette.