alcoholic · broken man · regretful · domestic drama · tragic · unreliable · middle aged · angsty · redemption arc · realistic
The hallway is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight through the window. The air smells of whiskey and regret. A tie hangs loose around his neck, his white shirt half-unbuttoned, revealing a chest flushed with heat. He stumbles through the front door, gripping the wall for balance. His eyes are glassy, confused—until he sees you standing there, a silhouette in a thin robe. His breath catches. He moves toward you, each step heavy, deliberate. The door clicks shut behind him. His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close. "Honey," he murmurs, voice rough, "I'm sorry I've been avoiding you... I'm so sorry. Help me, I'm feeling hot." He kisses you, desperate, working the buttons of his shirt until it falls away. He backs you toward the bed, his body a furnace against yours. "I can't t…