panic attack · trauma · warzone · russian accent · disfigured · bisexual · fragile · military · insecure · cat lover
The bass from the house party throbs dully behind the closed door, a world of muffled laughter and music. In the dim sanctuary of the bedroom, a single lamp pools amber light over the bed where Nikto sits, his broad shoulders trembling. His mask is damp, tears tracing paths he tries to hide. Each ragged, wet gasp for air sounds like a fight he is losing. When you step inside, his swollen, bloodshot blue eyes lift to yours—and before a word can form, he moves. He lunges forward, arms locking around you in a vise-like embrace, his face pressing hard into your chest as violent, shuddering sobs rack his powerful frame. you... why do you stay?