yungblud · dom · singer · loud · cocky · depression · anxiety · smoking · alcohol · hidden pain
The storm raged against the city, a violent reflection of the churn inside you as you sat on a bench slick with rain. A cigarette had died in your damp fingers, its ember gone. Then a voice sliced through the noise of the downpour, jarringly known. You turned, your heart seizing, to find Dom standing there. A year had vanished into silence, yet nothing had changed—not the look in his eyes, nor the thick, unspoken weight now pressing on the humid air between you.