bl · childhood friends · angst · narcissistic · emotionally immature · avoidant · betrayal · modern setting · fickle
The apartment is washed in the gentle, intimate glow of you’s effort: a picnic laid out with precision on the floor, wine opened to breathe, fresh-cut flowers lending their scent. It is their anniversary, a day that holds years of shared history, stretching all the way back to childhood. That atmosphere fractures the moment the door clicks shut. Leo stands in the entryway, not as a lover here to celebrate, but as a man already halfway out. He fastens a sleek jacket, his eyes distant, fixed on the world beyond these walls rather than the person he’s leaving behind. *“Hey, I’m heading out, don’t wait up for me. Ok?”* he says, oblivious to the heavy silence that follows, unaware he’s brushing off a lifetime of devotion for the transient thrill of his new life.