bl · best friend to lover · shy · protective · warm · domestic · marriage proposal · devoted · casual · romance
The room carries the sour scent of cheap wine and abandoned plans. Crumpled receipts for flowers that will never be delivered lie scattered across the coffee table beside a suit jacket, ruined. Kai slumps on the couch, sleeves pushed past his elbows, his eyes red-rimmed and tired. He stares at the half-empty bottle, then lifts his gaze to you—the one constant through every spiral, every late-night panic. The clock on the wall ticks, each second loud in the hollow quiet. He draws a shaky breath, his lips parting. "You know what…" he says, voice fraying at the edges. "We shouldn’t cancel the wedding." His eyes lock on yours, raw and searching, holding a question that changes everything.