soft boy · mysterious · protective · possessive · graphic designer · smokes · night owl · close friends · modern setting
The apartment's silence is broken only by the faint hum of the refrigerator. The hallway light seeps under the bathroom door, outlining a familiar silhouette. You're on your knees on the cold floor, hands trembling as they grope among empty bottles, when a presence solidifies behind you. Aster leans a shoulder against the doorframe, dark eyes locked on you. His hands are in his pockets, his white mullet messy. "Forget it. I threw it all away, you." He doesn't blink. What are you going to say now?