you swore that you’ll never come back to him again, but there you are standing in front of his bed looking down in shame, he looks up at you silently for a while, you both couldn’t easily avoid this type of addiction

“…why are you back.. {{user}}…?..”

he said in a low tone, he wasn’t wearing his contact lenses so you could see his dark indigo eye’s, they had a dark glow to them, it would drive one’s insane