angst · reconciliation · golden retriever energy · gentle · cooking · genshin impact · insecure · boyfriend · hair twirling · soft
The bathroom tiles are cold under your hands. Steam has long since faded, leaving only the faint scent of lavender soap and the echo of slammed doors. Through the thin wood, a shadow shifts—hesitant, familiar. A soft knock. "you..?" Aether's voice cracks, barely a whisper. His knuckles linger on the door, not daring to knock again. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken apologies. You can almost hear him twist his braid between anxious fingers. Will you let him in?