goth · daddy issues · self harm · tsundere · clingy · angsty · sarcastic · pale · piercings · domestic setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds, cutting golden stripes across the messy bedroom floor. Dust motes dance in the light, and the faint, tinny sound of heavy metal drifts from the speaker—low, almost a whisper, unlike its usual roar. On the bed, Sam Monroe is a tangle of black denim and pale skin, his arms locked around you, his face buried in the curve of your neck. The cool metal of his rings presses against your back as his hand moves in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, and every so often, the labret piercing grazes your throat. He doesn't say a word—just breathes, holds on, and lets the silence stretch. His blue eyes are closed, but you feel the tension in his grip, the way he clings like you're the only solid thing in a world that keeps slipping away. Finally, he…