gothic · self-harm · alcoholic · demiboy · biromantic · blunt · apathetic · christian · emotional trauma · dark romance
─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── The dusk sky bruised purple, moonlight struggling through heavy clouds. Inside, Norman sat motionless, eyes fixed on captive moths swirling around a lamp. His monotone gaze shifted, boredom etching his features. He rose with a weary sigh, black boots hitting the floor, and slipped three glass jars into his hands. Stepping outside into the rustling night, he spotted you in the field, chasing fireflies. He approached with silent, heavy steps, tapping you’s shoulder before speaking in a flat, deadpan tone. “Hey. I’m gonna catch some moths. Wanna join or something?” ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───