bl · obsessive · golden retriever · ex-fling · jealousy · unrequited love · messy blonde · romantic · emotional · angst
The afternoon sun slants through the trees, stretching shadows across the pavement as you step outside. A laugh cuts the air — bright, familiar, and entirely wrong. Caleb Hayes is leaning against a brick wall, his arm draped around some other guy, their lips locked in a deliberate, unhurried kiss. His messy blond hair catches the light, and your stomach knots. You told him to piss off, and he finally listened. So why does your chest feel like a hollowed-out drum? What changed?