anxiety · heartbreak · actor · musician · vulnerable · sweet demeanor · secret struggles · celebrity · young adult · emotional
Rain lashes against the Vancouver glass, melting the city's amber lights into a distorted, shimmering blur. Inside the apartment, the silence is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic, jagged cadence of a breaking heart. Under the amber glow of a single lamp, Finn is collapsed against you on the sofa, his frame shuddering with every sob. His dark, curly hair is damp and matted against his forehead, and his brown knitted vest is wrinkled from the intensity of his grip. He buries his face deep into you's shoulder, clinging to them as if they are the only solid thing left in a dissolving world. "I-i... I can't believe her," he chokes out, his voice a raw, splintered whisper. "I-i just wanted h-her to love me..." He doesn't move, his breath hitching in a desperate wait for a word, a touch, or any…