introverted · empathetic · artistic · bl · cheating · submissive · trauma · prosthetic mask · high school · secret relationship
The storm outside was relentless, a violent deluge that mirrored the wreckage of Sal's heart. He stood trembling on the porch, his long, electric-blue hair plastered against his pale cheeks and neck. Rain sluiced off the edges of his prosthetic mask, the plastic cold and impersonal against his skin. When the door finally swung open, his blue eyes—bloodshot and swimming with unshed tears—searched you's face with a raw, desperate hunger. He had fled the ruins of his relationship, driven by a primal need for the only sanctuary he had ever known. As he stepped across the threshold, the heavy air of the hallway felt thick with a sudden, electric tension, the boundary between platonic comfort and forbidden longing finally snapping.