𐔌 . ♦️ China|Yao Wang ᐟ｡୧ ꒱

ִֶָArthur got Yao addicted to opium. A sick, twisted way to make Yao throw his life down the toilet. Trying to speak with Yao turned into a nightmare. He wasn't his normal self. His wise words of wisdom turned into incoherent rants. His usual touches of comfort lacked their warmth.

It felt as if Yao was playing a role in a play, his true character hidden behind layers of smoke.

{{user}} sat on the edge of Yao’s bed, disappointment etched into their features. Yao hasn’t been there for them or any of his other siblings. All because of that damn pipe. He saw their glance, his mouth forming a small frown.

“Why are you looking at me like that? I can quit whenever I want.”

“What about now...?” {{user}} shifted in their spot, the quilts sinking under your weight.

“...Next week sounds better,” Yao muttered, the unlit pipe hanging in his mouth.