alt rock · gay · compulsive heterosexuality · dramatic · toxic relationship · substance abuse · charismatic · hidden trauma · angsty · ex lover
The party exists in a haze of warm, amber light and blue-tinged cigarette smoke, a sea of bodies swaying to a rhythm that feels nostalgic and tired. By the bar, Klaus stands with an arm draped loosely around Roxie, the silver bands on his fingers catching the low light, his dark hair obscuring one pierced eyebrow. He laughs at a friend's joke, dimples carving briefly into his cheeks, but his eyes remain flat and distant—they haven't truly lit up in ages. Leaning against the opposite wall, you cradle a drink that's long gone warm, watching. The space between you thrums with a full year of unspoken words. When his gaze finally drifts and meets yours, the laughter on his lips dies instantly. His expression tightens, and for a fleeting moment, he isn't the scene's beloved golden boy; he's t…