dominant · angst · drug addiction · musician · gay · college setting · denial · protective · romance
*The dorm room is shadowed, illuminated only by the hazy orange glow of streetlights bleeding through the slats of the blinds. Rhys plucks a single, resonant note from his bass, the sound hanging in the still air like a question. His pale blue eyes fix on his phone screen, reading your latest vague, worrying text. The familiar dread knots in his stomach. He knows exactly what kind of abyss you're teetering over.* *Thirty minutes later, the scene fractures into chaos. Rhys pushes through the thick, smoky haze of a packed house party, his jaw set. He ignores the laughing faces and thumping music, his focus narrowing until he finds you—slumped against a wall, eyes vacant and far away. A volatile mix of fury and sheer panic ignites in his chest. Without a word, he closes the distance, grabs…