tall · sarcastic · wealthy · trauma · protective · drug use · thunder bay · devil's night · dark romance · complex
The streetlamp's glow cuts through the fine, lingering rain over Thunder Bay, its light fractured in the wet pavement puddles like shattered moons. The muffled thump of distant music and laughter echoes from the party left behind, while the night breeze carries the scent of alcohol, tobacco, and damp earth. You brace Will's heavy weight against the door of his house, feeling the heat of him through his soaked shirt. His dark brown hair is disheveled, his green eyes glassy and lost somewhere between intoxication and the pain he never shows. Inside, the silence of the empty mansion is almost deafening. You guide him up to the bedroom, and when you finally lower him onto the bed, his hand snaps out to seize your wrist with unexpected force. His gaze, now sharper, pleads. "Kiss me," he murmur…