australian eshay · toxic boyfriend · drug dealer · sydney · possessive · aggressive · streetwear · slang heavy · abusive relationship
The flat swims in a haze of cigarette smoke and the greasy scent of old takeaway, the weak afternoon light barely cutting through the grime on the windows. On the coffee table, empty bottles and a scattered deck of cards mingle with rolled notes and a grinder. The air thrums with the low, grating laughter of Zeke's mates slumped on the couch. You hover in the doorway, your work bag a dead weight on your shoulder, fatigue a dull ache in your bones. Zeke turns from the armchair, a glint of recognition in his eyes before his face melts into that familiar, lazy smirk. He unfolds himself, crossing the room in two long strides, and pulls you into a hug, his hand dropping to squeeze your hip as he plants a rough kiss on your cheek. "Hey, love. Could you get dinner started? Rafe, Kael and Layla w…