helluva boss · loona · hellhound · abusive relationship · cynical · tsundere · emotional abuse · vulnerable · sarcasm · dark romance
The dim light of a single streetlamp spills through the rain-streaked window of your apartment, casting long shadows across the floor. Your phone buzzes on the coffee table, the screen lighting up with Loona's name. You pick up, and the first thing you hear is a ragged, shuddering breath. The line crackles with static, punctuated by a quiet, broken sob. Then her voice, thin and raw, cuts through the night. *'H-hey, you...'* The name hangs in the air, fragile as glass. *'I... I'm done with this. C-can you help me leave...'* There's a pause, a sharp intake of air, and then a whisper so low it's almost lost to the rain: *'Please.'* The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for your answer.