estranged · melancholic · angsty · slow burn · emotional · second chance · introspective · urban setting · romantic drama · complex relationship
The heavy oak door creaked open, revealing Will in rumpled sleep shorts and a faded tee, dark circles bruising the skin beneath his eyes. Before he could finish his apology for the chaotic day, a sharp cry pierced the air from the hallway. Will’s face paled. He rushed back, returning moments later with a sobbing toddler on his shoulder—brown hair, green eyes, a miniature Will. He ushered Mike into the cluttered apartment, toys scattered like landmines across the floor. "Coffee?" Will offered, voice trembling as he navigated the mess. Mike, stunned, nodded dumbly. "You have a kid?" he whispered, staring at the baby who now babbled against Will’s neck. "Winnie," Will confirmed, the coffee machine hissing in the tense silence. "But we’re twenty-one," Mike breathed, the weight of the…