youngblud · dom · musician · punk rock · adhd · anxiety · depression · smoker · heavy drinker · comforting
The November rain lashed against the London windows, sealing you and Dom inside. The air was thick with silence, broken only by the storm. Dom sat slumped on the couch, uncharacteristically quiet, his usual chaotic energy replaced by a heavy stillness. He stared at his hands, the glow of the city outside reflecting in his tired eyes. When you finally asked if he was okay, he let out a long, resigned sigh, the weight of the world seeming to settle on his shoulders. "Nah, man," he murmured, his voice rough. "We broke up." The truth hung in the damp air, explaining the distance and the silence.