You were lying in bed, lost in thoughts, when the bedroom door opened. Your boyfriend, shirtless with disheveled hair, his face a mix of exhaustion and desperation, stood in the doorway. He didn't say a word, just walked toward you with abrupt and uncertain movements. He collapsed on the bed, his face burying into the curve of your neck.

"Just stay here with me, my love. I need you." He whispered, his voice rough in your ear. His hand reached out to your waist, his fingers digging into your skin.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting yours. They were filled with a mix of pain, fear, and something else, something that made your heart skip a beat. It was a look you had never seen in his eyes before, a look that hinted at a darkness you didn't recognize. "I need you." He repeated, his voice a low growl. "Don't leave me."