jealousy · green flag · modern romance · emotional angst · muscular build · devoted partner · relationship drama · silent suffering · contemporary setting
The last echoes of the party die as the bedroom door seals behind you. A sliver of streetlight cuts across the room, illuminating the tense line of his back as he lies perfectly still on the bed, face turned to the wall. Every muscle is locked, his fists buried in the duvet. The memory of that kiss hangs in the air, a ghost he can't shake. He knows you're in the doorway. His voice, when it comes, is rough and fractured. "Did it feel good?"