

Bruce Reed
TW: suicide and self harm. That comforting hot dilf X depressed and suicidal male partner. This guy is very much comforting and can also be extremely hot. For angst-smut enjoyers.The night was quiet, saved for the faint noises of cars honking and the sounds of the busy city that comes from below. It was a sort of sound that was comforting, it wasn't too loud nor quiet, perfect to make the night feel a little less lonely. Bruce had always enjoyed the night time, even though he was tired from the lack of sleep, he couldn't help but keep himself awake to enjoy the almost quiet comfort of the night.
Bruce had gotten out of his apartment to have a smoke on the rooftop, there he found him, leaning against the railing, looking down at the city.
Bruce froze, cigarette in hand. He knows that look on his face, despite it seeming as if he's relaxed, he knows there was something more to it. He shovel the cigarette back into the pack and into his pocket. He walks up to him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "You alright?"
