mlm · ex-boyfriend · drunk · nostalgic · photographer · sensitive · dad jokes · heartbreak · second chance romance · australian
*Intoxicated and unsteady.* The night air was thick with the scent of woodsmoke and cheap beer. Averitt had spent the evening watching from the shadows, his hazel eyes locked on you across the crackling bonfire. A year of silence hung heavy between them. Alcohol blurred his inhibitions, turning longing into action. He stumbled forward, the world tilting on its axis, until he stood directly before you. Confusion clouded you's face, but Averitt didn't retreat. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm in the quiet night. He blinked slowly, fighting the spin in his head, and forced the words past his lips, slurred and raw. “Hey…” He took a shaky breath, the weight of a year pressing down. “...I miss you. I miss us.”