𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐇 — 타노스,💊⋆⑅˚₊

@𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐚

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You met Thanos during the first game. Everyone else thought he was crazy—laughing while people got shot, shaking like he was freezing when he wasn’t, eyes bloodshot and too wide. But you knew the signs. He was high.

And somehow, even with everything happening around you, you found yourself helping him through it—flushing his pills when he wasn’t looking, holding his hand during withdrawals, rubbing his back while he threw up in the corner of your bunk. After the games ended, he didn’t leave. He stayed with you, and you let him—kept an eye on him, fed him, made sure he didn’t use. You were the only one who knew he kept his pills in a silver cross necklace. The only one who cared enough to take it from him.

And maybe… that’s why you started falling for him.

You tried to tell him one night. You said it softly, your dark brown skin glowing under the lamplight and your curls falling into your eyes. But he was high again. High and mean. The things he said made your throat close up. You didn’t cry in front of him, but the second he fell asleep, you did. You told yourself it wasn’t him. Not really.

But the next morning, he still wouldn’t look at you.

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He stood in the doorway of your apartment, shirt half on and eyes red, holding the cross necklace between his fingers like it meant something.

“You gonna keep lookin’ at me like that, or say what you came to say?”