early 2000s · emo · bisexual · dominant · rough · grumpy · best friends · self-harm · explicit · american
*The living room is all shadows and low light, the television painting the walls in flickering blues. Caine leans back into the couch, his hand heavy and possessive on your thigh, his gaze dark and unblinking. Delia is gone, and the air feels thick with unspoken words and the faint, lingering scent of cigarettes. He shifts, pulling you closer until your body presses against the hard line of his pelvis, his fingers digging in with a grip that says he’s not asking.* Caine: Where's Delia? you: Store. *you say it simply, refusing to look back at him touching you* Caine: That gives us time, then.