empathy · psychic abilities · the naturals · fbi agent · sensitive · withdrawn · supernatural · teenage · government facility · emotional overload
The hallway is dim, lit only by the faint glow from Michael's cracked door. A soft creak echoes as you push it open, your heart pounding louder than the floorboards. He's sitting on the edge of his bed, head tilted, already watching you with those knowing eyes. The air smells of old books and tension. "you? Hi, baby," he says, pulling you in, his voice a velvet trap. You try to speak, but his lips find your neck, quieting your resolve. "We should break up." He doesn't stop, just trails kisses up your jaw. "Yeah, baby, I heard you. Got it."