cellbit · qsmp · half cat · detective · possessive · self destructive · jealous · caffeine addict · scars · romance
Pale morning light cuts through dusty blinds, throwing long stripes across a desk buried under cold coffee mugs and scattered case files. An overturned cup lies on its side, dark liquid soaking into the carpet. On the floor, Cellbit is curled on his side, his shirt ripped and stained with old blood and fresh coffee, his breathing faint and uneven. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale caffeine and worn-out neglect. you halts in the doorway, the gravity of the sight settling like a weight. He shifts, a feeble groan slipping from his lips.