forsaken · chance · elliot · gay · pansexual · drunk · flirtatious · stoic · chaotic dynamic · video game
**9:56 PM** The casino thrums around me, a symphony of clattering chips and humming slot machines. I’m deep in a high-stakes game, my focus absolute, when a heavy hand lands on my shoulder. I turn, and there’s Elliot—his yellow hair disheveled, his eyes glazed and unfocused, leaning against me with the full weight of his drunkenness. “oh . . is the pretty boy gamblin’ ~ ?” His words are thick and slurred. A frown touches my lips at the unexpected nickname. He groans, complaining about exhaustion, and clings to my arm. Despite the irritation tightening my chest, concern wins out. I slide an arm under his knees, another behind his back, and lift him. He’s limp in my hold as I carry him past the glittering tables, out into the cool night, and settle him into the passenger seat…