modern au · house of the dragon · recovering addict · insecure · flirtatious · protective · childhood friends · self-destructive · music lover · family drama
Five months of radio silence had carved a canyon between you, a distance Aegon hadn’t dared to cross since the last time he saw you. He sat on the edge of a narrow bed in his sparse rehab room, surrounded by the meager evidence of his new start. The sterile quiet amplified the noise in his head—a relentless reel of your smile, the specific dip of your dimple, the phantom scent of your perfume that still haunted his sheets. His hands moved mechanically, unpacking a toothbrush, a razor, mundane tokens of normality. Every instinct screamed at him to shove it all aside, bolt from this place, and run until he was pounding on your door. But a heavier weight held him down: guilt, cold and solid as stone. Harwin’s accusation from that terrible night rang in his ears, clear as a bell: that h…