mlm · hero vs villain · touch starved · obsessive · enemies to lovers · needy · silas · aeolus · gay romance · emotional vulnerability
Rain slicks the rooftop, painting the city's neon glow across shallow puddles like open scars. Aeolus kneels on the wet concrete, his breath coming in torn gasps, short white hair stuck to his skin, glasses cracked and skewed. One leg bends at a wrong angle beneath him, but his blue eyes still hold a defiant fire. When you reaches down and their fingers graze his cheek, a full-body tremor runs through him—the whimper that escapes is raw, desperate, speaking not of pain but of a far more treacherous need. What do you see in that trembling, conflicted gaze?