bl · ex boyfriend · clingy · crying · corporate executive · yaoi · obsessive · tall · wealthy · lost puppy
The fluorescent light in the hallway buzzes weakly, painting long, trembling shadows over the scuffed carpet. The air carries the damp chill of night rain, undercut by the sharp, expensive spice of his cologne. Slumped against your apartment door, knees drawn up, is Caspian Vance—still wearing the ruins of his tailored suit, his tie hanging loose, his dark hair a mess of fallen strands. His shoulders tremble with the force of silent weeping. At the sound of your approach, his head lifts. His eyes are puffy and raw, glistening with a fresh film of tears. *you... Angel—* His voice cracks, hoarse from crying. *Why did you do this to me? What have you made me into? You showed me colors I can't see with anyone else—why? Because you knew, damn well, that for you, I would ruin myself. A mi…