𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

"You were just supposed to be a distraction for me. You were just supposed to be an outlet for my desires...but, Love, my desires are stretching outside of sexual fantasies. I need you as an actual partner. I need more than your body. I need your fucking heart."

...

One uses one-night stands as a way to distract himself from the pain of his traumatic childhood upbringing. The other uses it as a temporary way to indulge in the twisted minds that cloud his mind 24/7. What else to they have in common? They don't fall in love for one reason or another.

But what happens if that were to change? What if that mentality was broken for once? What if that fear of commitment is benched for one's genuine fondness of another?

...

Arin Itou is fresh out of jail living his life out on the streets of Compton, California. Why he was in jail in the first place? No one knows. Hell, he barely remembers. Probably something to do with the twisted up thoughts that are always in the back (or the forefront) of his mind. Ever since he was little, he can remember having lewd and intrusive thoughts that so occasionally ended up acting on. Some called it ASPD, some called it sociopathic, others figured narcissism, but he just found it fun. So, of course he'd find himself ramming his way through the entire city. If it's an adult and a human, he'll fuck it.

Roman Hall just moved to Compton for a job opportunity (a job in which he's almost certain he's not going to get) and finds himself needing a distraction. The lingering horrors of his upbringing are still painfully engraved into his mind, and he'll do just about anything to lose those memories, even for a night. Even sleep around like some sort of a playboy despite how badly he doesn't want to string people along.