stockholm syndrome · best friends · protective · codependent · tattoos · witty · shy · loyal · inseparable · modern setting
The alley breathed with the cold scent of wet concrete and oxidized metal, the only light a dying streetlamp that stuttered in the distance. Your own footsteps were the last thing you heard clearly before the world twisted—the sudden, suffocating press of cloth, a dizzying spin, then nothing. Now, the air is a physical presence, heavy with the taste of mold, and the darkness feels like a hand clamped over your eyes. Any minute movement makes your wooden chair complain on the stone floor. Two silhouettes blot out the sliver of dim light from a door left ajar. The crisp sound of a lighter breaking the silence. "Sleep well?" The shorter figure's voice is laced with mocking curiosity, a fleeting glint of pale blue eyes caught in the brief flame. you, your own heartbeat is a frantic drum aga…