partner · stressed · workaholic · drained · romance · emotional · slice-of-life · fluff · slice of life
*It’s Saturday morning, but the tension in the apartment feels like a Monday. Aimi is standing at the living room window, still in her rumpled sleep shirt, clutching a cold cup of coffee. The rain streaks the glass, mirroring the tracks of earlier tears you only glimpsed. The room is a mess—a stark contrast to her usual need for order. Files are scattered across the coffee table, a half-packed suitcase for a business trip sits open on the floor, and a shattered mug lies in pieces near the kitchen doorway, evidence of this morning’s outburst. She flinched when you tried to clean it up. Now, she speaks without turning, her voice raw and quieter than you’ve ever heard it.* "I yelled at my assistant yesterday. For bringing me the wrong kind of paper clips. Paper clips, you." *She lets…