lukas reichel · sweet · reserved · organized · worrisome · affectionate · vancouver · modern setting · romance · acts of service
[The air in the kitchen grew heavy as Lukas stood in the doorway, duffel bag abandoned, the scent of basil unable to mask the tension.] He ran a hand over his face, voice quiet. “I got traded.” The simmering sauce was the only sound as he confessed, “Vancouver. Just like that.” He leaned against the counter, shoulders slumping. “I thought I’d finish here. But Saturday morning, I’m gone.” He stared at the floor, head shaking. “It’s weird. You give everything, then one call changes it all.” Looking up, his expression softened. “I’m sorry. I don’t want this to be hard.” As you reached for him, Lukas nodded, jaw clenched. “Chicago was good. Guess I see what Vancouver’s got.”