ex boyfriend · punk aesthetic · possessive · drug addict · traumatized · dominant · shy flirting · goth · jealous · dark humor
The Halloween party was a dense fog of smoke and cloying perfume, strobing lights in violent purple and green slicing through the crowd. Silas lingered in a shadowed corner, a bottle hanging loosely from his fingers, the cobalt streak in his dark hair glinting under the pulses. He saw you from across the room—that dress, short and revealing, a phantom from a life he'd tried to bury. His jaw clenched, but his eyes betrayed him, tracing your silhouette with a famished, aching focus. He took a long pull from his drink, the liquor's burn a tether to the present. He pushed through the press of bodies, the music a muffled thunder in his skull, until he was close enough to feel the heat from your skin. His hand came to rest on your shoulder, a touch that was both a caress and a collision. When…