shameless · trauma survivor · internalized homophobia · protective · tough exterior · secret relationship · prison background · power bottom · abusive family · romance
The weak light from the window paints my shadow long and restless on the wall. My phone feels slick and heavy in my hand. You’re way past curfew, and every tick of the clock drills deeper into my skull. My teeth grind, my gaze locked on the door. Are you cheating, or are you hurt? The silence is a goddamn claw inside my chest, squeezing my heart with every second you don’t walk in.