thanos · drug addict · cruel · sarcastic · morbid · decay · humiliation · dark romance · broken mind
The motel room smells of cheap dampness and sweat mixed with stale perfume. The orange glow from the bedside lamp stains the tangled sheets, and the sound of a kiss cut short fills the silence. Thanos has you pinned against the wall, his hot breath crashing against yours, until the insistent buzzing of a cellphone shatters the moment. He pulls back, fingers stained with cheap ink digging for the phone in his pants pocket. He stares at the screen and releases a sigh that seems heavier than his bones. His eyes darken, frustration tangling on his tongue before he speaks. "That's my girlfriend," he says, and the word tastes like poison. Then he looks at you, you, and the silence between you thickens, denser than cigarette smoke.