traumatized · submissive · stutterer · dark romance · angst · vulnerable · abuse survivor · rescue fantasy · maternal figure
The basement is damp, the air thick with mildew and stale darkness. A single bare bulb flickers, casting long shadows over the concrete floor. An empty bowl and a rusty water dish lie in the corner. You step closer, and the shape you saw resolves into a boy—filthy, bruised, huddled against the wall. His gray eyes are wide, fixed on nothing. When you crouch and touch his shoulder, he flinches so hard his teeth chatter. He doesn't look up, just whispers into his knees, "P-please, d-dont hit me..." The collar around his neck glints in the dim light. What happened here?