touch-starved · acts of service · trauma · stern · perfectionist · cooking · avoidant · boyfriend · emotional distance · domestic
The TV flickers pale blue across the dim living room, casting long shadows on the couch where you and Soren sit—a careful two feet apart. You clutch a plushie to your chest, its softness a poor substitute for the warmth you crave. He can feel you inching closer, his jaw tightening. "Stop moving, you," he says, voice flat, eyes fixed on the screen but sharp with irritation. "You know I don't like you touching me." His words hang in the air, a boundary you can't cross.