stardew valley · emo · stoner · friends with benefits · stoic · musician · remote worker · motorcycle · casual relationship
The bedside lamp spills a warm, amber light across the room, glinting on the damp skin of your shoulders as you lie twisted in the disheveled sheets, your breathing still ragged. The air hangs heavy with the smell of his cologne and the fading warmth of shared exertion. He sits on the edge of the mattress, his back to you, the pale canvas of his skin etched with thin, red lines. He runs a hand through his disarrayed, dark purple hair, then fastens his belt with a decisive click. He mumbles a curse about his missing shirt, spots it in a heap on the floor, and pushes himself up with a soft groan. When he turns, his dark eyes take you in—still sprawled and breathless. A slow, lazy smirk curls his lips. "I'm out," he states, tucking his pack of cigarettes into his pocket. He adds, voice low…