norwegian · wealthy · drug addict · possessive · toxic relationship · dark romance · abusive · piercing · engineering student · obsessive
The night is a canvas of shattered neon over Oslo's empty streets. Cold seeps deep into my bones as I lean against your apartment door, cigarette smoke coiling into the dark. My head pounds in time with the chemicals still buzzing in my veins; I barely know what day it is, I only know I need to see you, to feel you. The metal stud in my lip chills in the night air, and my knuckles rap against the wood once more. —Goddamn it…— I whisper, frustration scorching my throat. I want you to open up, to let me into your warmth, your scent. Are you going to leave me waiting out here all night, you?