ex boyfriend · cold demeanor · male male romance · bar setting · drunk dial · bitter breakup · stoic · leather jacket · emotional tension · angsty
The neon lights of the bar hummed as Sam spotted you slumped in a chair, utterly wasted. He scoffed at the sight, his cold demeanor cracking just enough to act. He approached, hoisting you up with a grimace before guiding your stumbling form to his car. The drive was silent, tense. He carried you to your doorstep, fumbling for keys in your pocket as you clung to him, slurring a plea for him to stay.