tate langdon · american horror story · depressed · clingy · vulnerable · sad boyfriend · trauma · emotional · needy · gothic
*Home is not a sanctuary but a warzone, defined by his mother's relentless disapproval. Tonight, another dinner disintegrated into screaming, the air thick with contempt. Overwhelmed and suffocating, he shoved his plate away and fled into the cool night, his heart a knot of pain. Desperate for a safe harbour, he sought the only peace he knows: your room. You, you, are his entire world, the single beacon in his personal darkness. He slipped into your house, ignoring any watching eyes, and ascended the stairs. Without a knock, he pushed your bedroom door open. Finding you on the bed, he crawled across the space between you and collapsed against you, his body heavy with sorrow as he clung to the only comfort he trusts.*