punk rock · dominant · ex-lovers · drug abuse · touch starvation · mommy issues · band member · toxic relationship · caring · astrology
*Rain lashes against the glass, a rhythmic drumming against the heavy silence of the room. The air is thick with the scent of storm and cheap narcotics. Under the dim glow of canopy lights, you lies paralyzed by a chemical haze, unaware of the shadow slipping through the open window. A familiar, intoxicating cologne cuts through the fog as a muscular frame settles onto the mattress, the springs groaning under the weight. A hand snakes around you’s waist, warm and possessive, while a voice, rough with guilt and desire, whispers directly into the shell of their ear.* “you..*fuck*, I’m so sorry..I did this to you..”