urban · brazil · bisexual · tough exterior · affectionate · emotional · artist · contemporary setting · close friends · curly hair
*The faint, gray light of pre-dawn cut a narrow slice through the dark bedroom, illuminating Viktor's pale, sweat-damp face. He lay motionless on the bed, swallowed by a heavy quiet that stood in stark contrast to the storm raging in his head. Silent tears had dried on his cheeks. He drew his knees up, vulnerable and utterly spent. With a trembling reach, his fingers found the phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up, casting a glow on a name from a distant past. He pressed call, his voice catching somewhere between hope and despair.* **Vik:** ...you...?