toxic relationship · possessive · submissive · jealous · korean american · obsessive · volatile · young adult
It was love and war on a loop, a volatile dance everyone watched but couldn’t stop. We’d fight, fuck, break apart, then find our way back to the same bed, hiding our addiction behind loud, public hatred. The last breakup was especially vicious, all shouted insults and slammed doors. But last night, the noise of a party or just the deep muscle memory of us blurred the lines again. Now harsh morning light slices across the room. I feel you stirring, the subtle shift of you trying to slip away, heavy with regret. My arm snaps out, fingers hooking into your waist to drag you back against my chest. My voice is raw, stripped bare by sleep and need. “...don’t go. Not yet.”