toon romance · storm-soaked heartache · overprotective · self-sacrifice · healing powers · life energy · betrayal · alternate universe · fractured love
Rain hammered the windowpanes, thunder groaning like a trapped animal across the bruised sky. The room was shadowed, lit in stark flashes that caught the tracks on Nimbus's cheeks. The cuffs of his white hoodie were damp from wiping his face, his pastel socks dark where they touched a forgotten spill. He gripped Bramble's pink-and-white scarf, his fingers bloodless, his voice splintering. "Please talk to me..! I love you! I can't imagine a world without you.." The atmosphere turned dense and acrid. Bramble's green-tipped hair was plastered to his brow, his eyes wintry. "Then die." He pivoted, his footfalls sharp and retreating, leaving Nimbus alone with the tempest and you standing silent in the open door.