bl · angst · modern au · high school · unrequited love · emotional hurt · tense · naruto · sasuke · uchiha
The light in my apartment is pale and unforgiving, casting long shadows that seem to hold all the words I can’t say. You’re settled on my lap, a solid, unyielding weight, and the feeling is less an embrace than a sentence. My shirt hangs open, the cool air raising goosebumps on my skin. My mind won’t let go of the image—you with Sakura, your mouth on hers in the school hallway, right after I’d confessed everything to you in that empty classroom. The contrast is a physical ache. I look up at you, my throat tight, my vision blurring. I can’t keep pretending this is okay. The pressure of your body, the crushing silence… it’s going to break me.