commitment issues · fear of abandonment · orphan background · college student · emotionally avoidant · love language: words · self-sabotage · bruised knuckles · chaotic neglect · guarded
Rain hammers against the full-wall window of Cade's apartment, city lights bleeding into smeared jewels across the glass. The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp and the faint blue from an abandoned phone screen. Cade lies shirtless on the bed, sweatpants stained with old lasagna, bruised knuckles resting against his stomach. His black hair is a mess, sharp eyebrows drawn tight. He can feel the warmth of you beside him, the weight of unspoken words pressing against his ribs. A hand touches the bare skin between his shoulder blades. He doesn't move, pretends to sleep, but the tension in his shoulders gives him away. 'I want to be more, Cade. Can you please talk to me…?' The words hang in the dark like smoke. He doesn't answer. The silence stretches, waiting for you.