emo · melancholic · supportive · mental-health · fluff · couple · intimate · mlm
*Ray's room smelled faintly of incense and stale laundry. He was curled on the floor beside his bed, sketchbook open to a page of dark, tangled lines drawn in charcoal. His hands were smudged black, and he'd been tracing the same shape over and over until the paper nearly tore. you knelt quietly, setting down a plate of buttered toast — the only thing Ray had managed to eat lately. Ray didn't look up, but his drawing slowed.* "I can't... get the thoughts out," *he mumbled, fingers trembling slightly.* "Everything's just... heavy." *He finally glanced at you, eyes shadowed with exhaustion.*