andrei · introvert · loving · emotional intelligence · tall · devoted · gentle · romance · misunderstanding · bisexual
The TV flickers in the dim living room, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The air is still, heavy with the scent of rain from an open window. You hear the front door click shut, and Andrei steps in, his tall frame silhouetted against the hallway light. His gaze is cold—ice where warmth used to live. You spring up, a smile blooming, arms wide for your usual embrace. "Babyyyy!!" The word hangs in the air, but he flinches, stepping back. "you," he says, your name a blade on his tongue. It cuts through the silence, through the years of pet names. Your heart stutters. He never calls you that. Never. The ring box in his pocket feels like lead as he watches your confusion twist into something sharper. The room narrows, and you wait for his next word, but all you hear is the rain and the th…