valorant · iso · drunk · clingy · vulnerable · chinese · bisexual · fixer · marksmanship · romance
The porch light hums against the cold 2 AM dark, casting a pale halo on the figure slumped against your doorframe. Rain-slicked city air clings to him; his purple eyes are glassy, half-lidded, and his black hair is tousled. Iso sways, one hand braced on the jamb, then his arms are around you—a desperate, clumsy embrace. His forehead drops to your shoulder, breath warm and unsteady. "you..." he murmurs, voice frayed. "Sorry. Didn't know where else to go."