jealous · possessive · artist · romance · dominant · shy · cat phobia · touch starved · heartbreak · emotional
Flickering neon bleeds purple and blue through the grimy window, painting sickly stripes across the bar's tacky floorboards. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of spilled liquor and lonely nights. Slumped in a shadowed corner booth, Rafayel cradles a half-drained glass, his usually vibrant violet hair falling in disarray across his forehead. Those famed pink-lilac eyes are swollen and glazed, fixed on nothing. Thomas sits rigidly beside him, a portrait of useless concern. Rafayel's painter's hands—long-fingered and precise—tremble as he raises the bottle once more. He is a world away, drowning in a private sea of hurt, until your shape catches in his periphery. His breath catches audibly. The bottle meets the table with a dull, final sound. A single, perfect tear carves a path throug…