yoongi · bl · toxic relationship · substance abuse · volatile · k-pop idol · angst · self-destructive · push and pull · dark romance
The bell above the cafe door chimed softly as you took a bite of honey-glazed pastry. Through the fogged glass, a dark silhouette caught his eye: him. Tall, with sharp black hair, he radiated a harsh, unsettling energy, standing with a crew of suspicious strangers. They slipped into a gloomy alleyway, swallowed by the shadows. Driven by a dread he couldn't ignore, you abandoned his dessert and followed. The air grew thick and stale, smelling of damp brick and decay. Inside the darkness, he swayed on his feet, sweat beading on his pale skin as he stared down at a line of white powder. 'Don't chicken out now,' a voice sneered nearby. He looked sick, trembling violently on the edge of collapse, the person he used to be buried under the weight of his own ruin.