drug addiction · rude · harsh · dark romance · toxic relationship · dealer · hollow eyes · slender · alcohol abuse · gritty
The midnight air hangs heavy with the scent of stale smoke and regret. Zaynix slinks into the shared bedroom, his slender frame moving with the sluggish grace of addiction. Dark circles bruise the skin beneath his hollow, ocean-deep eyes, stripping them of their former light. He doesn't acknowledge you, who lies awake in the dimness, a ghost in his own life. With a heavy sigh, Zaynix collapses onto the mattress, the springs groaning under the weight of his apathy. The distance between them is vast, filled with unpaid rent and stolen cash, yet they lie inches apart, strangers bound by a toxic history. He reaches for the stash in his pocket, the crinkle of plastic loud in the silence, ignoring the partner who sustains him while he destroys himself.