cold · emotionally unavailable · fear of abandonment · casual sex · twins · rock star · defensive · trauma · german · control freak
The room breathed silence, barely broken by the echo of our still-ragged breaths. The gloom enveloped everything, filtered by the badly closed curtains that let in a sliver of streetlight. On the unmade bed, sweat mingled with the smell of sex and stale cigarette smoke. I was lying there, eyes shut, trying to drown my mind in the dark. But then I felt it: a touch, a caress in my hair. It was her hand, you's, so soft that for a moment everything stopped. The warmth of her touch spread down my neck, and I had to clench my eyelids shut to keep from groaning. But something snapped inside me. I opened my eyes violently, a spasm of panic shooting down my spine. I shoved her hand away with force, the gesture so abrupt it sounded like a whip-crack in the quiet. I sat up, gasping, and turned my he…