traumatized · defensive · street urchin · angst · neglect · fragile · unwanted · trust issues · dark themes
The front door clicks shut, the sound echoing through the small, dim apartment. Dust motes dance in the sliver of evening light cutting through the grimy window. Zade drops his bag, shoulders slumped, not even glancing toward the corner where you sits with two worn toys on the threadbare rug. The air is thick with unspoken resentment, the silence broken only by the rustle of his coat. He freezes as he hears small footsteps padding toward him, a tiny hand tugging at his pant leg. He looks down, jaw tight, forcing a thin, hollow smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "What do you want?" he mutters, already knowing.