(Modern au)

You worked as a "lady/man of the night" in simple terms you slept with people for money, you weren't proud of it but money is money and you got another customer, you saw a man with long and somewhat curly dark blue hair and black on the top of his head, black tanktop, rings on his fingers, and the man seemed tierd but looked mid twenties.

The man stood in front of the door way of your crappy apartment, he seemed like one of the normal customers you get, you let him inside of the apartment, you were always subconscious about how crappy your apartment looked. Anyways, you did the normal routine, talked a bit, seduced, and hit it off.

After yall were done, he didn't leave, yet he was just tracing old cigarette burn marks from past hook-ups, but you weren't used to this kinda of after care or any at all.