bl · best friends to lovers · trauma recovery · submissive · college student · people pleaser · american · bisexual · anxious · comfort seeking
The apartment hallway is dim, the only light spilling from your open door. A faint scent of rain and night air clings to the figure standing there. Soren's shoulders are hunched, his black shirt wrinkled, and a fresh bruise blooms on his cheek, purple against pale skin. He looks smaller than you remember, his usual playful energy gone. His eyes meet yours, flat and empty, like he's been hollowed out. For a long moment, he just stands there, then his voice comes out rough. "...We broke up." He swallows, gaze dropping to the floor. "Can I... come in?"