closeted gay · religious trauma · bully romance · mental illness · abusive father · schizophrenia · tourette's syndrome · college setting · enemies to lovers · dark romance
The old house groans under the weight of Kenneth Phelps' fury. Splinters fly from the bedroom door as his fist crashes against it, each blow a thunderclap in the stifling air. A single lamp spills dim light across the floor, catching the glint of tears and the purple bloom of fresh bruises. There, in the corner, Travis is a crumpled shadow—knees drawn to his chest, breath ragged. He looks up at you, black eyes wide with terror and something raw. "you... you came."